Warrior of Fire by Shona Husk

Author:Shona Husk [Husk, Shona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensignton Publishing Corp.
Published: 2017-06-19T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 12

It was a cliché that male Albah either worked in medicine or in law enforcement, but many did because that was where they could use their magic instead of hiding it. As Julian did his rounds at the hospital, easing the pain or helping the damaged skin heal, he wouldn’t have it any other way. He had to believe that magic was a good thing.

That he could do good.

Last night had been better than good.

This morning had been even better. He wanted to rush through the day and get back to Leira. The clock was ticking until everything went wrong and nothing they were doing was changing it. He wished he’d never gone to that meeting. That he’d called up and said that he was finishing too late and that he’d catch up later. But he knew that wouldn’t have been enough to stop this from happening.

Emily was the key.

Somehow, the moment he’d broken up with her everything had changed. He almost wished that she’d attacked him and gotten on with it instead of playing him for a fool and faking a relationship with him.

Now he was the one having to fake the relationship because of the love spell she’d done. He’d sent her an e-mail this morning and when he’d checked at lunchtime, she’d replied. He would have to hide the disgust he felt. That was all he felt for her now. She’d killed even the memory of what they’d had. Tonight instead of having dinner with Leira and talking about magic, he’d be pretending that he wanted Emily back.

He hated deception.

But if he didn’t do this, Emily was still running the show. It was time to treat her to her own medicine and see how she liked to be the pawn in a game. The only trouble was that this game ended in death if he fucked up.

He spent the hour between work and meeting Emily buying something new to wear. At some point he would have to purchase a whole new wardrobe. That was, of course, assuming he survived long enough to need them. He needed to find somewhere to live so he had a place to keep his new clothes. He couldn’t keep staying with Leira—even though he wanted to.

He put on the silver chain he’d been given as a child. From it hung a small curved disk. It could be a shield or a scrying bowl, depending on if the wearer was male or female. The disk was barely bigger than his thumbprint. He hadn’t felt the need to wear it in many years, had stopped when he’d moved to Sydney. It had tarnished in his wallet, but that didn’t matter.

The chain, though light, was heavy around his neck. He made sure it was hidden under his shirt. He had to remember he was meant to be under the influence of the love spell. He’d decided the best way to do that was to act as though breaking up with her had been a mistake and that he really missed her.

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