Of Wolves and Witches: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance (Arcane Arts Academy Book 1) by Elena Lawson

Author:Elena Lawson [Lawson, Elena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-22T16:00:00+00:00

11

My tea had grown cold. I was too frazzled to drink it, or to do anything more than sit stupefied on the tiny loveseat in Elias’ cabin. When the hallways were clear again, Elias had wrapped a ward around us like a cloak and we’d snuck out to his cabin.

I was impressed—not just anyone could hold up a ward while in motion, and not for as long as it took for us to cross the academy grounds and get under cover of the trees. But he’d done it without breaking a sweat.

That didn’t matter, though. And I hardly noticed how effortless his power came—the riot of thoughts crashing and running in my mind made any other mundane thought evaporate. I couldn’t make sense of it. They had to be talking about my dad. But why?

“Your father was a powerful witch,” Elias said from where he sat in one of the wrought-iron chairs opposite me. I’d told him who my father was, and he’d known the name right away. I supposed dear old dad had made something of a name for himself before he died.

“What do you think they meant?” I asked him, setting down the cold tea-cup on a small pedestal table beside the arm of the loveseat. “And why the hell was Godric Montgomerey here?”

He blew out a breath and scratched at the short hairs at the back of his neck. The glow of the simpering fire in the hearth to our left cast an orange glow over his cheek. “Your guess is as good as mine. I’ve never seen him here before, but Sterling being on the council… well it may not be uncommon.” He shrugged.

I squirmed against the soft cushion beneath me, leaning in to rest my elbows against my knees and rub my eyes. A dull ache had formed behind them, alluding to the migraine to come. I was prone to them when I was younger, but I hadn’t had one in years. They were so strong that not even magic could soothe the pain.

When I looked up again, Elias was studying me, and he quickly looked away.

“Why do you do that?” I asked and watched his temple twitch with the flexing of his jaw.

He steeled himself before he turned back to me. “Do what?” he asked, palms up as though he was genuinely confused. Not for the first time, I wondered if I was wrong about the connection I felt between us. A fiery blush sparked up the back of my neck. I shook it off.

“Nothing,” I replied, biting the inside of my cheek to check my emotions. “Can you,” I started, pausing, unsure whether to ask even more of him—but I had to know. And connection or not, I somehow knew I could trust the man before me. “I mean, could you possibly find out exactly what happened to my dad? I’ve never known how he died,” I laughed nervously. “I’ve never known anything about him actually… I only just learned my last name yesterday.

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