Seducing The Jackal by Seressia Glass

Author:Seressia Glass
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-03-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

A long while later, they quit the bed and dressed. Still trembling from the effects of her vision and her orgasm, Tia pulled a long white cotton sundresses from her bag. She smoothed the fabric down over her curves, then held her hands up. “I feel...different.”

Markus zipped up his jeans then crossed to her. His nostrils flared as he scented her. “You smell different. There’s more magic flowing through you than before. And your eyes—I can see swirls of power in your eyes.”

Tia trembled as goose bumps broke out over her body. “Great Mother Isis, She who is the Throne, guide me,” she whispered. “Show me your favor as you favored Anubis when you claimed him as your Son. Show me how to heal the jackal warriors.”

She closed her eyes as warmth enveloped her, the presence of both gods filling the room. “Markus, we need to go.”

She pulled open the door, stepping into the hallway. Jackals, drawn by the power surge, flooded the corridor.

* * *

“It’s all right,” Markus said, but Tia could hear uncertainty in his voice. The magic was a potent living thing, reaching out, invigorating everything it passed. Even the depictions of the gods on the walls seemed more vibrant, alive. “Let her through.”

They made their way to the holding room. Hector was already beside his brother while one of their few female jackals, stood just outside Rashon’s cage.

Markus snarled. “What are you doing here, Amarie? You know full well I ordered all children and females to remain sequestered until further notice.”“Forgive me for disobeying you, sir,” she said, her words tumbling together. “They said he was getting better and I wanted to see, but he’s not, his fangs are showing. I thought she cured...” her voice faded as she stared at Tia. “Goddess.”

“She’s here with us,” Tia said, placing her hand on Markus’s bicep. His anger at Amarie’s disobedience dissipated. “She hasn’t abandoned us.”

Markus followed her into the cage, dismay written on his face to see that Rashon’s condition had worsened.

A partial shift misshaped his face, fangs protruded from his upper lips and a gray pallor dusted his sunken cheeks. The odd scent of what could only be the Lost Ones mixed with Daughters of Isis flooded her nose.

“Tia?” Markus asked.

Tia knelt beside the cot. Webs of dark magic surrounded Rashon’s body, digging deeper into the jackal’s spirit. He was fighting it though, fighting it with everything he had.

She reached out, touched a fingertip to a thick cord of the strands. Several reached out, wrapping around her wrist, seeking her veins. She could feel the pulse of Isis magic coated and twisted with the decay of the Lost Ones. The two should have repelled each other but didn’t. How was it possible?

“What are you doing?” Markus hissed. “I can smell the curse on you now.”

“It’s trying to infect me, but it can’t,” she assured him. “It’s a blend of the undead and Isis magic, twined together into something new. It’s fast-spreading and insidious, like the kudzu vines that overtake everything nearby.

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