Wilder by G K DeRosa

Author:G K DeRosa [DeRosa, G K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: GK DeRosa LLC
Published: 2017-02-11T05:00:00+00:00

Stellan’s footsteps echoed through the quiet house as he returned from the kitchen with a hot cup of tea. Sitting in front of the fireplace with books strewn all over the coffee table and spilling onto the floor, he studied the old journal in his lap. He had been reading for hours, but as much as he tried, he simply couldn’t concentrate.

The house was much too quiet. He chuckled ruefully once he realized that he had grown used to Dani Lynn’s constant interruptions and inane questions. He missed the girl. He sighed and adjusted his black horn-rimmed glasses, pushing them further up his nose. The journal he was attempting to read was one from the Albsurori coven. It held details about the power of the ring and its effects on its possessor. His argument with Dalla was still fresh in his mind, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to this ring than what he knew.

As he continued reading, his thoughts wandered to Lilliana. Somehow, he knew she was safe, but he still worried about her being alone with Alek for too long. His research through the Albsurori journals was twofold: he had hoped to find some mention of a successful resurrection, but so far he had come up empty-handed. There weren’t many beings powerful enough to pull off such a feat of dark magic. And dark magic it certainly was. Disrupting the balance of nature by bringing back a life was something strictly forbidden in magical circles. He hated having to utilize books specializing in the dark arts, but if he couldn’t find anything here, he would be forced to do so.

Pushing the heavy book off of his lap, Stellan rose and walked over to the old mahogany armoire that sat in the far corner of the living room. Kneeling down on the floor, he pulled open the bottom drawer, which creaked loudly in resistance. He tossed aside various loose leaf pages, files, and other knick knacks and finally came upon what he was searching for. Tugging carefully, he extracted the leather-covered album, wiping dust off the cover before he opened the fragile, yellowing pages. On the first page he found the picture of Lilliana, Luka, Dalla and a much younger version of himself. Very gently, he lifted the photo from the backing and turned it to take in the inscription on the back. He immediately recognized the bubbly handwriting as Lilliana’s. It read: “My dearest friends, Stellan and Dalla – 1901 Bucharest”.

Stellan removed his glasses to wipe away the single tear that came unbidden. He remembered that day so clearly. It was the day that Lilliana decided to run away with Luka, thereby setting in motion all of the terrible things that would befall their family for years to come.

Stellan forced the dismal memories to the back of his mind. There was nothing he could do about the past, but there was something he could do right now. Feeling renewed with a sense of purpose, he hurried up the stairs to his study.

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