Season of the Wolf (The Lost Royals Saga Book 4) by Rachel Jonas

Author:Rachel Jonas [Jonas, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Evie

“These things take time. We put in a tall order,” Hilda explained, doing her best to help Elise relax.

“It should have worked by now. The spell should have brought them here within a few days. It’s been a week,” she pointed out. “We’ve left the room sealed like we were supposed to, the spell itself went off without a hitch, and we even took extra precautions.” The crease at the center of her brow deepened. “Something should have happened by now.”

Her eyes shifted to the hunk of violet-colored stone—amethyst. I hadn’t seen her without it since the ritual. According to Hilda, she used it to create a beacon of sorts, one that would alert us the moment my brothers had returned and awakened. I understood its purpose, but it’d mostly served as a distraction when it came to Elise. Even now, her eyes were glued anxiously to where it sat beside her plate.

In a week’s time, certain areas of our home had been transformed to accommodate our expected guests—the brothers I was equally excited and nervous to meet. Excited because, growing up an only child, I always wondered what it’d be like to have siblings. Now, I was getting my wish.

But then there were the nerves—a trivial concern that resided at the back of my mind. A fear that, somehow, the new me wouldn’t meet their expectations. I knew I was different in so many ways, and from what I’d been told, my brothers would return with their memories intact, their abilities as refined as the day they died.

So, yeah … I was a bit concerned what their perception of me would be, which made me kind of grateful things were taking longer than we anticipated. The two empty bedrooms were now furnished and sprinkled with personal touches Elise handpicked for the six. Daily, I’d catch her in there, straightening a slouched pillow or picture frame, doing all she could to dispel her nervous energy. This, the waiting, it was beginning to wear on her.

“It will take as long as it will take,” Hilda concluded, her tone conveying her confidence in the process.

She stood after that, opening and closing her hand in a quick flash that instantly cleared the dining room table of our dishes. When I smiled at the cool trick, she winked at me before disappearing in the kitchen. When she returned, she carried a crystal dish in hand and the sight of it made my mouth water. I knew it held the cake I smelled being prepared earlier in the day. It’d been made with real, tangible ingredients, no conjuring involved, so the entire house smelled of vanilla, butter, and cinnamon for the better part of the afternoon. Another quick flash of the hand and a stack of plates previously displayed in the china cabinet a second before were now in a stack beside the cake dish. Being a hybrid had its perks, but having magic would’ve been cool, too.

I guess a girl can’t have it all, though.

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