The Choice (The Sidhe Book 2) by Cindy Cipriano

Author:Cindy Cipriano [Cipriano, Cindy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vulpine Press
Published: 2020-04-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

The Solstice

Mary Grace Werner was born on time on December 21. The entire Werner family had gone to Emerald Lake Memorial Hospital for her birth. This gave Calum, Hagen, and Donnelly the perfect opportunity to break into the Werner home.

“Let me show you how it’s done,” said Donnelly. Calum watched as a flurry of fennel shot out away from the doorjamb. A quick movement of his left hand caused the door to swing open on creaking hinges. “Too loud,” he whispered. Another movement caused the hinges to silence.

“Cool,” said Calum. He wondered if it was okay that he enjoyed this as much as he did.

“Yes, what would Kenzie do if she knew you were hanging with the Hobayeth, doing a little breaking and entering?” asked Hagen.

Calum laughed nervously.

“Don’t worry,” said Donnelly, a sly grin on his face. “She’s done it herself. We used to do it all the time. Still, it’s probably best we keep this between the three of us. I may be the black sheep in the family, but my cousin has the temper of a hundred Hobayeth.” He led the boys upstairs to the nursery. “Would you like to do the honors?” he asked, passing a blue vial to Calum.

Calum opened the vial and peered inside. An odorless solution floated halfway down the neck. A small brush was attached to the inside of the lid. The whole thing looked much like the nail polish Calum had seen in Brytes’ room. He dipped the brush into the liquid and drew some out. It was clear, with just a hint of a translucent shimmer. “Is there enough here?”

“It only takes a little,” said Donnelly. “Paint a thin coating of it all the way around the tops of the crib’s rails. And whatever you do, don’t spill it on yourself.” Donnelly raised his left hand and the window opened. He made a slight pushing motion and the screen popped off.

With shaking hands, Calum did as his uncle instructed. He found there was more than enough liquid to paint a fine line along the top of the crib. When he finished, he recapped the vial and returned it to Donnelly.

“Why didn’t you use this to trap a brownie at the Hobayeth Mound?” asked Hagen.

“Because this herb has a highly specific purpose. It will trap a brownie, but only one who’s interested in changelings. Be glad it is so specific. Otherwise, our party would get too big. We only need to catch one of them.”

Donnelly suddenly crouched into a defensive stance. Calum and Hagen flanked him, prepared to strike.

Three hideous creatures crawled through the open window, nasty gurgling noises coming from deep within their throats. They were greasy, filthy, and had sickening bronze-colored skin. The fattest took a tentative step toward them. He sniffed the air and straightened, standing eye to eye with Donnelly. The brownie stared at him for a few moments before stepping back quickly, as if he’d seen something terrifying in Donnelly’s gaze.

“What is this?” he snarled.

Donnelly stepped closer to him.

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