Dark Magick by Cate Tiernan

Dark Magick by Cate Tiernan

Author:Cate Tiernan
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin USA, Inc.


On Friday morning I was blessedly alone in the house. I showered and dressed, then ate leftover stuffing for breakfast. My parents had gone to see some old friends of my mom’s who were in town for the weekend. Bakker had already picked up Mary K. He had looked less than enthusiastic about Mary K.’s plan to hit the mall for some early Christmas shopping.

After they left, I made an effort to sort through my troubled thoughts. Okay, number one: Hunter. Number two: Cal’s secret room. Number three: The fact that Cal lied to me about his Woodbane heritage. Number four: Selene being upset that Cal had told me about their being Woodbane. Number five: Everything Maeve had gone through with Ciaran and my father. Number six: Sky spying on my house yesterday.

When the phone rang, I knew it was Cal.

“Hi,” I said.

“Hi.” His voice was like a balm, and I wondered why I hadn’t wanted to talk to him earlier.“How was your Thanksgiving?”

“Pretty standard,” I said. “Except I made an offering to the Goddess.”

“We did, too,” he said. “We had a circle with about fifteen people, and we did Thanksgiving-type stuff, witch style.”

“That sounds nice.Was this your mom’s coven?”

“No,” said Cal, and I picked up an odd new tone in his voice. “These are some of the same people who have been coming and going for the last couple of weeks. People from all over.They’re Woodbane, too.”

“Wow, they’re all over the place,” I exclaimed, and he laughed. “You can’t shake a stick around here without hitting a Woodbane,” I added, enjoying his amusement.

“Not in my house, at least,” Cal agreed. “Which is why I’m calling, actually. Besides just wanting to hear your voice. There are people here who really want to meet you.”

“What?”

“These Woodbanes. Kidding aside, pure Woodbanes are few and far between,” said Cal. “Often when they find out about others, they look them up, get together with them, exchange stories and spells and recipes and clan lore. Stuff like that.”

I realized I was hesitating. “So they want to meet me because I’m Woodbane?”

“Yes. Because you’re a very, very powerful pureblood Woodbane,” Cal coaxed. “They’re dying to meet the untrained, uninitiated Woodbane who can light candles with her eyes and help ease asthma and throw witch fire at people. And who has the Belwicket tools, besides.”

Run, witch, run.

“What?” asked Cal. “Did you say something?”

“No,” I murmured. My heart kicked up a beat, and I started breathing as if I had just run up a flight of stairs. What was wrong? Glancing around the kitchen, everything looked fine, the same. But a huge, crashing wave of fear had slammed into me and was now engulfing me and making me shake.

“I feel odd,” I said faintly, looking around the room.

“What?” said Cal.

“I feel odd,” I said, more strongly. Actually, I felt like I was losing my mind.

“Morgan?” Cal sounded concerned. “Are you all right? Is someone there? Should I come over?”

Yes. No. I don’t know. “I think I just need to, um, splash water on my face.



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