The Problem With Promises by Leigh Evans

Author:Leigh Evans [Evans, Leigh]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Adult
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2014-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

When Whitlock hit play and Casperella’s voice broke the dead silence, Larry the llama gave a bleat and disappeared once more into his little red hut.

Wolves can’t swim. Magic simmered at the ends of both my hands. Jewels gleamed at my breast. I stepped into the water and Merry tightened into a nervous ball. Asrais and pond water—it’s never a good combination. For reasons unknown to me, they fear it. Period. And Merry had good reason to be skittish. The last time she’d been doused with pond water, it had contained iron and contact with it had burned her badly. “It will be okay,” I murmured. “I’ll keep you safe.”

I wasn’t planning to take a swim. I just needed to get out of Whitlock’s reach.

“What are you doing?” he asked sharply as I slogged through the first crop of battered weeds.

I could have told him, “Using the fact that showers are the only time Weres are willing to enter water to my best advantage.” Instead I gestured vaguely to the middle of the pond, which I was praying wasn’t very deep. “The portal opens over there. The amulet needs to be closer to call it.” Total balderdash, a quick lie to pacify the Alpha. I kept moving deeper into the water, feet sinking into the sucking muck. When my jeans were soaked to mid-thigh, I said, “This looks about right.”

Perfect in terms of getting out of Liam’s sightline too. Standing up by the Toyota, he couldn’t see me through the scrub of trees. What he can’t see, he can’t shoot. This will work. I turned to face them. You can do this because you must. Break it down. Free Anu first because Ryan has the gun. Take Whitlock out next. Destroy Liam. Liberate Trowbridge. Open a portal. Find your brother. Kill the mage …

Stop making lists before you freak out. Take it step by step.

Whitlock stood at the edge of the pond; Ryan was some five feet beyond him, guarding Anu. One thing I’d noticed about that biker—he was prone to aiming his weapon at things that frightened him.

He could be a lousy shot but that only happens in Die Hard movies.

Take him down first.

I lifted my hands breast high, palms outward, fingers splayed. I paused like that—the wicked witch ready to shoot a fireball. Sure enough, the Were’s gun switched from being pressed to Anu’s ribs toward pointing at me.

Go, I silently told the magic waiting at the tips of my right hand.

Anu’s eyes rounded as the thin cable of pure magic streamed from me. I gave her a slight smile, before casting a significant glance toward the cover of the tree line. Would she have the sense to run? Her gaze narrowed thoughtfully.

Casperella’s song had moved past the chorus, and now was starting the second verse. “Does it always take this long?” demanded Whitlock.

“Longer, as a rule,” I said with complete honesty. Though I was getting a bad feeling. If the portal was truly here, wouldn’t the

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