Gemstone: A Zodiac Shifters Paranormal Romance: Gemini (Wylde Magick Book 1) by Ann Gimpel & Zodiac Shifters

Author:Ann Gimpel & Zodiac Shifters [Gimpel, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ann Gimpel Books, LLC
Published: 2018-06-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Sarai kept her eyes downcast. Danger lay in looking directly at the vampires, and she needed to think. As a mage, Jeremiah’s magic was similar enough to theirs, he’d found a way to splice into the eagle shifter’s travel spell. Even so, it was a bold move. He must have been confident he wouldn’t be caught.

Had everything the mages said been lies? Were all of them part and parcel of the vampires’ bid for what was looking a whole lot like world domination?

Heat pulsed from the opal. Clearly, it had its own magic, but why hadn’t Niall mentioned it? Maybe because there hadn’t been time. Or it might have been a path only she could tread. Some magics were gender-specific.

She stole a glance at Niall and rearranged her jacket as a cover for moving the gemstone out of sight. So far, the vampires hadn’t noticed it—at least she didn’t think they had.

Sarai did a nose count, coming up with twenty-one vampires. She swallowed around a dry-as-dust throat, not liking their odds. Six of them against better than triple their numbers.

I can’t think like that. If I do, fear will take over and I won’t be worth a shit.

Around her, the other shifters were shaking off the effects of whatever perverted magic Jeremiah had drugged them with. Fury rolled from them in dull red waves once understanding sank in, but no one was stupid enough to wage a one-man war.

The vamps lounged, moving about the room and chatting with one another. Even though they were lowkey about it, Sarai felt their attention and their readiness to strike if any of the shifters so much as thought about launching a counter-attack.

She knew the feel of vampire magic now.

It made her skin crawl with its prickly heat and dead-things stench. They could cover up their reek, but they weren’t bothering to. Why should they? Dinner was already here.

What had the vampire feeding from Jeremiah said? That shifters were the next link in the chain.

“I do not think so,” her wolf muttered. “We’re nobody’s pawns.”

“Do you see a way out of this?” she asked and waited, hoping the vampires hadn’t heard her question. She could sense shifter magic when bond animals talked, but the vamps in the cabin hadn’t been able to.

After two long breaths, she figured she’d been right about the vampires not hearing her—or her wolf. “Well, do you?” she repeated, anxious for ideas.

“Maybe.”

While she waited for her bondmate to say more, she scanned the room. It was enormous, perhaps fifty feet long and half that wide. The ceiling soared a good twelve feet above her head, reinforced with beefy beams. Lush wall hangings, metal sculptures, and paintings lined the walls. The floor was rough wooden planks mostly covered by an Oriental rug she supposed was worth millions given its size and thickness. Only thing missing was windows, but it made perfect sense. Daylight was a showstopper for these fuckers, at least it had been before they’d sullied mage power, tacking it onto their own in some unknown fashion.

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