Heartache (The Twenty-Sided Sorceress Book 5) by Annie Bellet

Author:Annie Bellet [Bellet, Annie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Doomed Muse Press
Published: 2015-04-07T04:00:00+00:00

The spell led us away from town. Levi found ways to keep us heading more or less straight at it, but we had to drive over roads still clogged with snow, lumbering our way toward an unknown destination.

Nobody talked much. We were alone in our thoughts. I sat up front, focusing on the spell, trying to pinpoint where they might be holding Rose.

“I know where we are going,” Ezee said suddenly.

“Old church?” Levi asked.

“I think so. What else is out here? Turn around, go back to Red Rock.”

“Old church?” I looked at Levi’s profile as he jammed on the brakes and executed a three-point turn in the middle of the road.

“There’s an old church, sometimes used as a grange, rented to groups, that kind of thing, just out Red Rock Road. You keep pointing in its direction, more or less. Don’t know why I didn’t see that.”

“Cause I’m prettier and smarter,” Ezee said with forced joviality.

“Don’t get too close,” I said. “They’ll probably watch the road.”

When we pulled up after following the new road for a mile or so, I couldn’t see a church, just a lot of trees lining the roadway. The spell tugged hard, and the road here had been used recently, tire tracks and snow treads were all over it. Levi turned the car around, facing it outward. He looked back at Junebug.

“You are staying here,” he said in a tone that brooked no argument. “You keep that rifle ready, because if we come out of there in a hurry, I want you ready to get us out of here.”

She made a face but nodded. “I’ll set up in the back, and cover your asses,” she said.

I shivered in the chill air as we climbed out, the weak winter sun doing nothing to warm up the day. At least Rachel had brought me my hiking boots and wool socks, so my feet weren’t as miserable as the rest of me. Jeans and a long-sleeve shirt with no coat was shitty winter wear.

Pushing aside my discomfort, I let the anticipation of getting to do something, anything, to strike back at Samir warm me.

“Here,” Harper said. “Take my coat. It’s not great for this, but better than just your shirt.” She slipped out of her quilted leather jacket and handed it over.

“But won’t you be cold?” I asked, taking it anyway.

“I have fur,” she said. “That spell say Mom is in there?”

I refocused on the chunk of mug in my hands. “Yes, definitely close,” I said.

Levi, Ezee, and Harper all shifted to their animal forms as we headed into the woods. It was easier going beneath the trees. The thick canopy had stopped a lot of the snow, and as long as I avoided the tree wells, I never sank more than ankle deep. We reached the edge of the trees without hearing or seeing anyone.

The church had probably been built sometime around the turn of the nineteenth century and not updated much since. It was a squat, grey rectangular building with narrow windows and heavy wooden doors.

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