Rise of The Lycans: Mates & Bonds by Paulina Vasquez

Author:Paulina Vasquez [Vasquez, Paulina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-16T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 19 – Catacombs

Lukas

“Did he ever say anything about magic?” Grandma inquired casually.

“As in hocus pocus, bibbidi-bobbidi-boo, type of magic?” Jose asked.

“Wait, what?” Flaym questioned in disbelief.

“Magic,” Storm breathed, understanding what I was thinking.

“The fuck?” Caspian asked, his blue eyes flashing black.

“Was Erick the one who sent that wonderful bottle of champagne over?”

“Two bottles,” Jose nodded, and it took all I had to suppress a growl. My beast was ready to rip Erick to shreds.

Erick worked for Darc, and I didn’t think it was coincidental that they started dating a few months before the announcement of the mating ball. I remembered the way Darc had flirted with my mate at the café… I should have ripped his throat out when I had a chance. He intended to drive her into heat and claim her for himself.

“The magic?” Grandma pressed.

“The only magic I ever heard him speak about was creating magic in the kitchen,” Jose said. “You’ve had his cooking. Anyone who can turn those nasty snails into something palatable can work magic in the kitchen, right?”

“He never told you about his tattoo?” Grandma continued.

“Which tattoo?” Jose asked. “He’s got a few.”

“The triple moon tattoo on the inside of his wrist,” she said.

“No,” he shook his head, looking confused. “Why? Is it a pagan or wiccan thing… or something?”

I didn’t get the sense that Jose was lying, though I couldn’t help but wonder what other things he may have ignorantly known. If Erick had a triple moon tattoo, there was a good chance he came from a line of mages. The one thing I knew about magic was that not all mages were created equally. Some were more powerful than others.

“Grandma Dori works magic in the kitchen, too!” Flaym told Jose.

Caspian looked at me, and without speaking, I heard his voice through the mind link. “Maybe someone cast a spell on us to keep us from feeling the mate bond?”

Ranger’s mother, Hazel, was one of the most powerful mages alive today. There was no way a spell would be cast on her children without her sensing it. “No one is strong enough to cast it on every shifter worldwide.”

“There have been some mating ceremonies over the last decade. Maybe it’s not every shifter,” Caspian suggested.

My lips curled into a smile. “You should ask Storm what she thinks about that theory.”

A few minutes later, we reached a building with a long line of tourists waiting. I took the opportunity to remind everyone, and by everyone, I meant Grandma, not to touch the bones, remove anything, or walk away from the group.

“That’s right. Mind your P’s and Q’s,” Grandma reminded us as if we were still small pups out shopping with her. “Show some decorum and respect for the dead… and no dilly-dallying, Flaym.” She smiled and waved to a woman holding a Parisian Tours sign.

“The catacombs are going to be crowded with tourists,” Flaym said, looking over the long line.

A smiling woman, who reminded me of an old librarian, greeted us. “Bonjour, I’m Sylvie, and I’ll take you on a private catacombs tour today.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.