How to Claim an Undead Soul (The Beginner's Guide to Necromancy Book 2) by Hailey Edwards

Author:Hailey Edwards [Edwards, Hailey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-14T22:00:00+00:00

Ten

The fight with Taz ended the way all fights with Taz end. I was leaking from places one should not leak, sweaty in places one should not sweat, and grinning at the person responsible through pink teeth. I didn’t have to limp far for Linus to doodle sigils on my throbbing face. He had stayed to watch again.

Humiliation got pummeled out of me with each lesson until I was grateful for a medic on the sidelines.

Once I stopped resembling a cautionary tale, I grabbed a shower and loaded a crossbody bag with tools for work and supplies for a rendezvous with Timmy then rushed off to meet Amelie in her yard.

“I hope she bought you dinner first.” She clucked her tongue. “Why does this matter so much to you?” A sigh moved through her. “The magic I get, but the fighting?”

“Magic requires time and preparation,” I explained. “A fist comes preloaded.”

“Sometimes you sound so much like Boaz, it’s like speaking to his much shorter twin.” She leaned against her car and patted the door in an invitation to join her. “Go on. Get it over with. I can tell you’re about to pop. Tell me about your first date. Just not the kissy, touchy, feely parts.”

“Honestly?” I had to laugh. “Anything that could go wrong did. It’s a good thing I don’t believe in signs, or I would think Hecate wanted us to change our names and relocate to opposite sides of the country.”

She winced sympathetically. “That bad, huh?”

“There were good parts.” I let my tone convey that I was willing to elaborate. “Really good parts.”

“No details required. I don’t want to know about his parts.” She covered her eyes with one hand and her nearest ear with the other. “Please. Keep those to yourself. I just ate, and I really don’t want to be sick.”

“You’re always asking me to tell you everything.” The car rocked when I leaned against it. “Now that I have something to share, you’re going soft on me?”

“Before it was hypothetical.” She scowled when I pried her arms away from her head. “Now it’s literal. You have more than dreamy-eyed sighs to offer. You’ve got legit dirt on how my brother…” She made gagging noises. “This is so gross. So gross. Worse than pineapple on my ham pizza. It didn’t seem all that disgusting until he walked in wearing a goofy smile.” A shudder rippled through her. “He’s never looked like that after a date. He looked… I don’t know. Happy?”

Our date made Boaz happy? A dopey smile wreathed my face.

“Ugh.” Amelie made heaving sounds. “That’s the look.”

“Okay, okay. I won’t make you listen to how your brother pressed his lips to—”

Amelie slapped a hand over my mouth. “No.”

“—and he pulled my—”

Adjusting her grip, she also pinched my nose closed. “Really, no.”

I held my breath until sparks lit my vision, but she didn’t back down. I was forced to go in for the kill, which is to say I pulled out the churros and dangled them in front of her nose, trading their lives for mine.

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