To Twist a Witch: The Jinx Hamilton Series - Book 15 by Juliette Harper

Author:Juliette Harper [Harper, Juliette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781943516087
Publisher: Skye House Publishing, LLC
Published: 2020-12-11T20:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

A thousand protestations rose to my lips. Greer shut them down without either of us speaking a word. I have seen fear stop the baobhan sith once. Standing on a cliff in the Middle Realm she balked in the face of uncontrolled blood lust.

That day I said, “I trust you.” How could I not trust her now?

“That’s it,” I said. “Pack up everyone. We’re out of here.”

Festus slapped the 2RABID case with his paw. The instant the collar settled into the foam, Bertille closed the container’s lid, picked the box up, and headed for the basement door with Rube and the werecat in tow.

I bent down in front of the cabinet hiding the mouse hole and called to Rodney.

When his face appeared in the opening, I said, “Come on. We have to go home.”

The rat refused, holding up three fingers and jerking his head toward the darkness at his back.

“The store mice will be safe inside the walls,” I assured him.

Rodney crossed his arms and stared at me.

“Fine. They can come, too, but we have to get a move on.”

He responded by executing a complicated series of up and down motions with his paws.

“The fairy mound made hidden tunnels for you, too?”

One pink thumb shot up.

“All right, but leave now. We’ll see you back in the lair.”

When Rodney turned and left, I did the same, my steps sounding hollow on the stairs. Greer followed, her movements silent and controlled.

No one said anything for the first hundred yards or so; enough time for my racing thoughts and screaming denial to shift into overdrive.

We toss the word “vampire” around for convenience sake, but in technical terms Fae species aren’t that clear cut. Early in our relationship I asked Myrtle about the standard cinematic, blood-sucking, daylight-avoiding vampires.

She said they don’t exist.

Greer had just announced that they not only do exist, but were camped out in my backyard.

The baobhan sith requires blood every month to six weeks. She doesn’t live under a curse; nature designed Greer. Her family tree descends from the broader race of fairies.

The Strigoi, who live in the hills above Briar Hollow, survive on life energy, but have adapted to a diet of common household electricity.

All of that I can handle, but now, in the space of a few minutes, I had to get my head wrapped around a rougarou coming out of the pop-up book from hell and Dracula?

That foul ball smacked me so hard I couldn’t even formulate my first question. Festus didn’t suffer from the same paralysis.

“So what do you think?” he asked Greer. “Are the vampire and the rougarou working together?”

His tone was so blasé he could have been discussing the weather—which is why the werecat almost jumped out of his fur when I snapped, “Could everybody just slow down here and let me catch up?”

Ever helpful, Rube asked, “You want some nerve pills, Jinx? I got some good stuff stuck down in my pack for emergency situations.”

“No, I do not want a nerve pill, you drug-dealing trash panda.

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