The Wren in the Holly Library by K.A. Linde

Author:K.A. Linde
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2024-04-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Three

Kierse might have had one or two too many. She startled awake as a blanket was being draped across her shoulders, not having remembered falling asleep on the couch. Graves was still seated, polishing off the last of the bottle of bourbon. Kingston was long gone. The top of her head brushed against Graves’s thigh, the fur of the blanket and his body heating her.

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” he said, still staring straight ahead.

“It’s fine. I should probably get into my own bed if I don’t want to wake up with a crick in my neck.”

“Sensible.”

Kierse sat up, stretching out her neck. Then she looked at Graves. So somber, so angry, so much like her. They’d reacted to circumstances differently. But like called to like. And right now, she could feel him draw her in.

“You never brought up the spear,” Kierse said.

“No, I did not.”

“I would think you would want your mentor involved.”

“Would you want your mentor involved?”

Kierse recoiled at that thought. Jason was not a welcome thought in this conversation. He’d taught her everything she knew. He’d been her mentor and her worst nightmare. She was glad that he was gone and she never had to see him again.

“No,” she said stiffly.

“Kingston and I have a rare relationship among warlocks,” he continued. “We’re still something like friends with separate territories. I don’t always approve of his methods, and he doesn’t always approve of mine. He would not approve of this.”

“Why not?” she prodded.

“The spear may be valuable, but it is also dangerous to possess. He thinks it’s a waste of effort. And I wouldn’t put it past him to intercede. He likes to collect things as I do.”

She nodded in understanding. She would keep her silence around him. They didn’t need another complication to add to the mission. But at least it explained why Edgar had packed up everything before Kingston gotten to the library.

She decided to change topics. “You were training me this whole time?”

“Yes. I’ve assumed you were a warlock from the start. We have to wait for proof, but I like to go ahead as planned anyway. My methods are…unique.”

“They appear to be exactly what you were taught.”

“Similar, but what happened to you was not part of my plan.”

“Which part?”

“Your illness,” he said, his eyes skimming down her body. “I did not like to see you hurting.”

“I recovered.”

“You did, but not as fast as I would have liked. Nor did you see yourself when you passed out.” He tipped his head. “You were so…delicate. So fragile.”

She nearly laughed. “That doesn’t sound like me.”

“No, that is why I didn’t like it. You were hurt, and there was nothing I could do about it.”

His eyes bored through her, letting her see into the depths of him. Something she was certain he very rarely let anyone see.

“I do not like to be out of control.”

She swallowed. She knew that about him. And about herself as well. Control was what held her life together. It had been predictable even in its villainous qualities.

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