Full Circle by Patti Larsen

Author:Patti Larsen [Larsen, Patti]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: young adult, young adult fiction, young adult romance, ya fiction, YA romance, ya paranormal romance, young adult paranormal romance, ya paranormal, young adult magic, ya magic, ya witches, young adult wiches
Publisher: Patti Larsen
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Twenty Five

I was so excited I found myself vibrating with a mix of thrill and fear as Sebastian handed Uncle Frank over to Anastasia and strode through the entry of the house on his way to the Council chamber. It was quite late, or early depending on your undead status, and I knew we were running out of night time. Not that it seemed to stop Sebastian or even slow him down.

And I thought Sunny was scary when she was pissed. He’d retained enough of his angel- of-death power his deadly allure still remained. Doors opened, sleepy witches looking out only to be snared by his energy and drawn forward. Even the Enforcers who rushed out to stop him appeared suddenly awestruck the moment they entered his sphere of influence. They followed him in a line, like the fabled rats behind the Pied Piper, pulled by the call of his vampire magic. I felt it too, though I was no longer compelled to obey it and wondered about the refreshed bite inside me the virus had awakened.

Later. So much later. I had Mom to save.

The secretary met us at the first chamber door, dressed in a silly robe and slippers, his glasses askew, thinning hair standing on end and waving around him like an unhappy spider web.

Before he could open his mouth to protest, Sebastian brushed him aside, the contact causing the little man to swoon. He too followed then, joining the growing group of witches who staggered in to the Council chamber, gathering around the tall, glowing form of the vampire leader as he mounted the raised platform. The other doorway slammed open, Council members rushing outward with total shock on their faces, Batsheva and Dominic the last to enter as Sebastian took the Council leader’s seat and crossed his legs—blushing!—fingers steepled before him.

“And what exactly,” he said in a voice that chilled the air and making me shudder, “are you doing in my house?”

No one said a word. I’d never heard such quiet. I think the bulging of Batsheva’s eyes was the most satisfying of all. So her spy hadn’t made it back in time to warn her.

What a pity.

“You’re sitting in my chair.” She recovered quickly, voice sharp.

“No,” he said. “You’re standing on my property. And I want you off of it.” He stood then, looked around like he literally owned the place, regal and god-like despite his tattered clothing.

He really had to find something new to wear.

His energy rippled outward, claiming the mansion for his own. This was it. We’d done it. Batsheva didn’t have a leg to stand on.

Until Sebastian’s white magic encountered the Council energy in the seals of the room. And bounced off as if unable to break through.

“You own this house, that much is true,” Batsheva said, confidence renewed as Sebastian’s power recoiled and returned to him, pooling at his feet. “But I own this room. And unless you can claim it, this trial will continue and we will remain.”

Damn her. I felt panic rise inside me, reached for Sebastian.

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