The Witch of the Prophecy by Victoria Jayne

Author:Victoria Jayne [Jayne, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-10T16:00:00+00:00

Rori recoiled in the face of the shooting shocks from her palms upon his skin. He pulled her hands from his face and then thrust them at her. Gaping in confusion, he stared at her hands as if some sort of answer would spring forth from them.

They’d just had sex. They’d just touched quite a bit. Skin on skin, skin in skin, yet there hadn’t been that pain, that shock that he now felt. It didn’t make sense. Florence, Florence’s spell had taken it away before perhaps it wore off?

Lifting his gaze to meet hers, he frowned at the implication. Selene had explained it to him and now, now it made sense. With an ache in his chest, he explained it the way Selene had explained it to him.

“That was against fate,” he whispered.

“What?” Her face flushed red.

What had Selene said about that burn? She said it meant that two fates were crossing in a way that wasn’t meant to be.

He hadn’t felt it when he and Divina made love—that was meant to be. He felt it when she comforted him—that wasn’t meant to be. It made no sense.

“Rori!” Divina shouted.

He blinked at her. “The only way to know which vampire of the prophecy I am is to find you the wolf.”

“What if I don’t want the wolf?” Divina asked. Ever the defiant one, Divina folded her arms over her bare chest. “Don’t I get a say in all this?” she said.

Rori frowned. “If you don’t want the wolf, then I’m the one that will end all kinds.”

Divina peered at him in disbelief. She shook her head.

“No,” she said softly. “That can’t be. You don’t want to end anything.”

Rori sighed. “Doesn’t mean it won’t happen. We have to see the witches again.”

“No!” She held up her hands to him. “No,” she repeated with less drama. “I can’t go back there. They scare me.”

Rori approached her. He reached his hands out. He wanted to comfort her, but he hesitated. The thrum of electricity in the air prickled his skin. That zing, that sharp electric jolt of touching her in any caring manner, it fucking hurt. Could he bear it to help her? Part of him wanted to. Part of him screamed to comfort her. The female voice in his head reminded him of the prophecy. If he comforted her, it would only further cement their bond together. If he fought through the pain to do what was best for her, then he would be the vampire who belongs to the witch.

He stepped back from her.

She regarded him with wide eyes.

He looked away. The pain there; he caused it again. He hugged himself and turned his full body from her.

“We have to see the witches,” he said softly, “just to find the wolf. Just to find out if I will end us all or save us all.”

“I’m not going.”

She turned on her heel and disappeared into the bathroom.

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