Swamp Magic (Crimson Romance) by Romans Bobbi

Author:Romans, Bobbi [Romans, Bobbi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, paranormal
Publisher: F+W Media
Published: 2013-01-27T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Moss stormed into the candlelit chamber and stilled as he seemed to scent something in the air. His eyes took on an ominous glare before he turned to stalk toward Damien. His intentions were clear, the resounding threat of violence present in each precise step.

Beth watched in horror as Damien switched from defensive to offensive. His muscles bunching, teeth bared, as he met Moss’s deathly glare with an equally lethal look. They began a slow, macabre dance, circling as each took on more predatory features.

“You have been with him.” A statement — gruff, accusing, menacing — not a question.

“It is not what you think, Bog Man,” Damien stated with a bit too much emphasis on “Bog Man.” It was a clear jab at who Moss was, who he resented being.

Beth never saw who struck first. She only caught a blur and a whistling of air before Damien went from standing in front of her to fighting for his life sprawled across the floor. She knew she’d never forget the grotesque sound of bones cracking or watching skin splitting, spilling blood onto the cave’s stone floor.

“Stop it!” she screamed so loud she swore she burst a lung. But it wasn’t loud enough, as neither so much as paused.

Fists continued to fly, as did muffled thuds as enormous knuckles made contact with flesh. Praying neither would be left with permanent injuries, she tried to figure out a way to make the meatheads stop.

Adrenaline and testosterone permeated the room. She shook like a leaf at what she feared would be the death of one of the two men she cared about. She didn’t want them fighting, especially not over her, and if she planned to stop them it had to be now. Bloody pools already sat coagulating in crevices about the floor. Going by the sounds of their grunts, neither was ready to concede the fight.

She called upon her secret gift. The one that set her apart from the rest of her other female kin. She went into Moss’s mind first, showering him with images of the witch casting the lust spell on her. Next she shot into Damien’s, grabbed the images of his heartfelt apology for having no choice but to have fucked her, and literally transferred them into Moss’s mind, praying he’d see and understand the situation for what was.

Both men stilled at her initial telepathic intrusions. Stilled even while gripping the other fiercely for dominance. Neither trusted the other’s momentary pause in battle, but they stopped nonetheless. Once all images had been transferred back and forth, she waited for them to process what they’d seen. Moments later, they backed away from each other and stood, hesitant. Each eyed the other warily, but they were no longer swinging at each other.

Whew, much better. At least it was a start. “He didn’t have a choice, Moss. Neither did I,” she explained, hoping to not rekindle the anger she’d just extinguished.

Still breathing heavily, and appearing torn with raw emotion, Moss said nothing. The pained look he wore tore her heart in two and brought tears to her eyes.

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