Wild and Witchy by J. D. Winters

Author:J. D. Winters [Winters, J. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-26T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“Get back to the point,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “What are you planning to do to the festival? How do you think you can use it to help?”

“Your grandmother’s festival is a harvest celebration mixed with a paean to the founding days of the Haven. You do realize that the founders were supernatural, don’t you?”

“Of course.” Though actually, I hadn’t thought about it.

But it did make sense. I’d had a feeling all along that there was a magical element to this whole bonfire hocus pocus. To Gran Ana it was probably a renewal of the spirit of The Builders, a reminder to all the citizens that we exist under their protection.

But what was it to Marcus?

“I’ll tell you exactly what it is,” he said, making me jump again with his sharp perceptions. “It’s a great gathering of power.

We can use the preternatural energy summoned to the festival for ourselves, to reignite memories. Yours and Celia’s and Roger’s.”

“How do you know that will work?”

His smile was enigmatic. “I have my ways, darling. And I know a few important warlocks. Don’t worry, as long as you help me, we’re going to get you there.” His smile faded. “But in order for that to happen, I have to know that we can trust you.”

“Trust me?” Those words and the chill that had entered the air between us startled me.

“That’s the question, Haley. Are you one of us? Can we count on you?”

It was strange. Just as he lowered the tone and made things more ominous, I glanced out the window and noticed the werewolves seemed to be filtering back, slowly cruising into place on all sides of the VW bus. What was going on? I didn’t like it.

Turning back to Marcus, I shook my head, suspicious and wary.

“I can’t make any promises,” I said. “I don’t feel I can trust you any more than you feel you can trust me. Where does that leave us?”

He shrugged. “If you won’t help me,” he said slowly, “I’ll have to find someone else who will.”

He was threatening me, wasn’t he? Too bad. I wasn’t committing to anything. Not until I knew more about it.

“What would I have to do?” I asked, trying to maintain a certain distance. I wanted to get my memory back, but not at any cost. I would only go as far as I felt comfortable going in order to make that happen. If that meant committing to being a part of their little group, no thanks.

He moved closer so that he could speak more softly and still be heard.

“There are three important items needed, all things that are fundamental to the rituals of the bonfire. First, the eternal flame must be present. Gran Ana or someone of her stature will use it to light the bonfire. This begins the process and will be the source of light for the connection to the spirit world. Our connection specifically to The Builders will be through the ash from past fires.

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