Artifacts, Dragons, and Other Lethal Magic by Meghan Ciana Doidge

Author:Meghan Ciana Doidge [Doidge, Meghan Ciana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Old Man in the CrossWalk Productions
Published: 2016-05-05T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

Blackwell spent what felt like hours poring over Rochelle’s sketches, though it was probably only thirty minutes. When he emerged from the RV, he stumbled on the first step at the sight of the small army arrayed around the bonfire Beau had built.

Good. He should be scared.

Of course, the members of that small army were all roasting hot dogs, which wasn’t exactly an act of aggression. And half of them were veggie anyway.

Audrey and Henry had returned from the woods moments after Kandy. The beta reverted to her human form and changed into a tailored collared shirt and slim dress pants, though she remained barefoot. The sorcerer was still in his bitten werewolf form, but he’d happily retrieved his cowboy hat before hunkering down by the fire.

I was surprised that Audrey didn’t instantly end up with her teeth at the sorcerer’s throat. Though it had been Sienna who’d killed her pack mate Jeremy, Blackwell had been instrumental in setting the stage and luring us into Sienna’s trap in the Sea Lion Caves in Oregon.

However, the incident in Mississippi with Rochelle and Beau — which had concluded with Kandy biting Henry — had indebted the pack to Blackwell in some significant way. Apparently, the sorcerer had been helpful. I wouldn’t call whatever was going on a truce. But no one was rushing to murder anyone else in the deep night in Westport, Washington.

It was a shame.

Blackwell smirked annoyingly, covering for his moment of hesitation as he descended the steps.

I returned my pissy gaze to the fire as he moved away from the RV. I was going to have to void my practically oath-sworn feud with the evil bastard. If he actually knew the location of the door Rochelle thought we were seeking, then he’d be stupid to settle for anything less. For all his darkness, Blackwell wasn’t a moron. He’d probably demand more from me, and I’d have to give it to him. I was just hoping I wouldn’t have to agree to an open-ended favor in order to move forward with our task.

The oracle hovered in the doorway of the Brave. “Henry?” she asked worriedly.

The bitten werewolf was crouched on all fours between Kandy and Audrey at the edge of the bonfire. He was gobbling raw hot dogs, though he couldn’t quite keep them in his mouth while eating. In response to Rochelle’s voice, he straightened, offering the oracle a toothy grin.

Rochelle looked appropriately terrified by his appearance.

Beau slipped out from the shadows between the cabin and the RV. He hadn’t joined us at the fire, other than to offer Kandy the hot dogs to roast, along with various condiments sourced from the Brave. Then he’d fiddled with the broken hinge on the door of the Brave until it closed but still didn’t properly latch. He reached out to Rochelle and she stepped down beside him. She’d pulled a black, puffy ski jacket on over her hoodie.

“The marshal came to see you, but …” Beau’s explanation trailed off as his attention snagged on something behind us.

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