Shadow Witch Rising (Copper Falls Book 1) by Colleen Vanderlinden

Shadow Witch Rising (Copper Falls Book 1) by Colleen Vanderlinden

Author:Colleen Vanderlinden [Vanderlinden, Colleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Peitho Press
Published: 2015-02-23T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Thirteen

What the ever-loving fuck had she been thinking? Calder fumed as he stormed back across the road. Following him, being anywhere near him when she'd just seen, all night long, what a walking disaster he was. He went around his house, grabbed the ax he'd swung into a log a few days ago. There was a pile of unsplit logs Jon had brought him the other day. He grabbed one with an irritated snarl, set it onto the tree stump, swung the ax, splitting the log in half in one blow.

He kept at it, methodically, mechanically, letting his body get exhausted, letting his arms, shoulders, and chest start burning with the ceaseless motion. He kept going.

The pile of split logs near the house grew. Jon would come and pick them up to warm the cabin he lived in. They'd learned the hard way not to bother giving their father a fire.

He kept chopping, her scent all over him, making him even crazier. He was raw, one giant angry nerve, hungry and tired and unable to rest, hating himself and everything he was, his heart pounding with fear every time he let himself remember that instant, that moment he'd woken up to find her there.

“Fuck,” he roared, throwing the ax, where it stuck deep into the side of the garage. He could have killed her. He could have hurt her in ways she'd never recover from.

“Settle down, teddy bear,” a smooth voice said behind him, and he swung, the scent of sulfur and smoke registering at the same moment he saw the asshole standing there in his dark suit, arms crossed, looking pleased with himself. “Does she know? Maybe she wouldn't have climbed into bed with you if she'd known.”

Calder glared at him, fists flexing. The warlock smiled. “Does she know you haven't let yourself touch a woman in years? Does she know that the last time you were with someone, you came very near to losing control of your beast?”

Calder snarled, started walking toward the warlock.

“Ah ah ah,” his prey cautioned. “That would be a bad idea. I could end you with a word, my friend. And you wouldn't care about that, because you want an escape. You live for the idea of freedom, someday. Death would be a reward.” Then he laughed. Marshall. Calder remembered the name through the haze of rage in his mind. “But that wouldn't happen. I'd stand here, and I'd let you hurt me, and I'd make damn sure she saw it. What will it do to her, to her chances of fixing your pathetic ass? Lightwitches. Useless bitches,” he said with a laugh. “She's weak, and you're even weaker.”

Calder held himself still, knowing he wasn't lying, that she'd see and she'd know. And his biggest concern wasn't even Sophie's power anymore. It was that she'd see it and think less of him.

“There we go. You're not completely stupid,” Marshall said. “She doesn't know, does she? That it's been so long that the chances are good your beast will lose control the second you touch her? Because she wants it.



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