The Secret Circle: The Initiation and the Captive Part I TV Tie-In Edition by L. J. Smith

Author:L. J. Smith [Smith, L. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Teenage Girls, Horror & Ghost Stories, Love & Romance, Witchcraft
ISBN: 9780062119001
Google: ZxHUbwAACAAJ
Amazon: 0062119001
Publisher: HarperTeen
Published: 2008-10-01T07:00:00+00:00

Bud and blossom, leaf and tree,

Find him, bind him, now to me.

Shoot and seedling, root and bough,

Threads of love entwine us now.

Her lips moved soundlessly with the words. Yes, she knew somehow in the very core of her that that was right. That was the spell . . . but would she really dare to use it?

Yes. For him, I’d risk anything, she thought. She stared down at her fingers as they absently combed through the sand. Tomorrow, she decided. Tomorrow I’ll do it. And then afterward I’ll spend every minute of every day watching and hoping. Waiting for the time when I see a shadow and look up and it’s him, or when I hear footsteps and turn and see him coming. Or when—

What happened next was so startling and unexpected that Cassie almost screamed.

A wet nose thrust under her hand.

What stopped her from screaming was something like heart failure; the shriek got to her throat, and then she actually saw the dog and everything went fuzzy. Her recoiling hand fell limply back. Her lips opened and closed silently. Through a blur and a mist she stared at the liquid brown eyes and the short, silky-bristly hairs on the muzzle. The dog stared back at her, mouth open and laughing, as if to say, “Aren’t you happy to see me?”

Then Cassie raised her eyes to look at the dog’s master.

He was looking down at her, as he had that day on the beach in Cape Cod. The moonlight tangled in his red hair, turning some strands to flame while others were dark as wine. His blue-gray eyes looked silver.

He’d found her.

Everything was motionless. The ocean’s roar seemed hushed and distant, and Cassie was aware of no other sound. Even the breeze had died. It was as if the entire world was waiting.

Slowly, Cassie got to her feet.

The green shawl fell behind her, discarded. She could feel the cold, but only because it made her aware of her own body, of every part of it, tingling like electricity. Yet strangely, although she was keenly aware of her body, she also seemed to be floating above it. Just like the first time, she seemed to see herself—and him—standing there on the beach.

She could see herself in her thin white nightgown and bare feet, her hair loose on her shoulders, looking up at him. Like Clara in the Nutcracker ballet, she thought, when she wakes up in the middle of the night and looks at the Nutcracker Prince who’s come to take her away into a world of magic. She felt like Clara. As if the moonlight had transformed her into something delicate and beautiful, something enchanted. As if he might take her in his arms right then and dance with her. As if in the moonlight they could dance forever.

They were gazing at each other. From the moment their eyes had met, neither of them had looked away. She could see the wonder in his face. As if he were as

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