Moonlight Binding Magic by Charlotte Munich

Author:Charlotte Munich [Munich, Charlotte]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Charlotte Munich

21

I didn’t know where on the planet I was, but one thing was for sure: time was flowing very differently here. It was still dark in the ancient forest, beyond the thick fog, and I had to drive very slowly, just to keep on the road.

The mist in front of me cleared unexpectedly, seconds before I would have hit the iron gates that guarded Tristan’s property. I slammed the brakes again and the car stopped just shy of the iron bars.

“Holy guitar solo!”

I breathed deeply to calm my nerves while the gates opened all by themselves, like they’d done on that evening two days ago. Sure, magic did seem to have its perks, I thought, starting the car again to drive up the majestic alley lined with gnarly old trees.

I wondered if I was going to see the stag again, but the short drive through the property was pretty uneventful. The moon was shining again over the vast expanse of land, and the white gravel driveway reverberated its light.

Tristan opened the door to the castle and came out just as I parked his car in front. This time, he’d gone through the trouble of actually using the big entrance. He strolled out of the building, looking a little more rested than the previous night and wearing his usual all-black attire: black dress pants, black shirt, and a black jacket with a high collar that managed to look both stylish and casual. In the strong white moonlight, he looked like nobility in a gothic novel. Breathtaking, mysterious, and haunted. He greeted me with a tight, close-lipped smile.

“How was the drive?”

“Good. Short. Except, at some point, someone spoke into my head and I nearly drove off the road. It may have been Hughes. I was thinking about him when it happened.”

Tristan froze. “What? Are you serious?”

“Would I joke about something like that?”

I told him everything. This earned me an even grimmer, even more thoughtful expression.

“Do you think he recognized you?” he asked. “How can you be sure it was him?”

“I can’t. And I don’t know if he recognized me. I don’t see how: we don’t know each other. Is that kind of behavior frequent in your world? Telepathy?”

He rolled his eyes. “You mean, do we spend our time thinking at each other, summoning each other, and showing up uninvited in other people’s realms, breaking all their defense mechanisms? Nope.”

“Not even a little?”

“No. For us to do this, spells are required, high-level spells.”

“Maybe Hughes was just casting one of those.”

“I highly doubt it. We don’t do that kind of stuff for fun. As I just told you, it’s high-level magic. It requires mastery, focus, commitment.”

“Maybe Hughes was committed. He seems the type.”

Tristan shook his head. “Commitment, as in human sacrifice, Vic.”

I gaped at him. Surely I must have misheard.

“You’re joking.”

“I’m not.”

“You mean, as in killing actual people? Killing them dead?”

“Yes. I mean, as in slashing their veins with a silver blade and letting their life blood flow into a silver basin. All ten pints of it.

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