Lords of the Were by Bianca D'arc

Author:Bianca D'arc [D'arc, Bianca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Romance, Fiction, Fantasy, Erotica
ISBN: 9781599983516
Google: G7NLFQgXvpMC
Amazon: 1599983516
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2007-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Something was wrong. Allie heard the pitiful yelping as Rafe, in wolf form, staggered onto the porch. He was bleeding badly and growling at her in a way that told her to stay inside even as she came to the door.

Only seconds later, a huge fireball hit the side of the porch, just missing Rafe. Sparks rained down to dissipate harmlessly against the wood, though the whole house shook with the force of the blow.

Magic!

Allie felt a tingling in her newly awakened senses. This was not good.

The flavor of this magic, the scent of it, turned her stomach. She was confronting evil. Allie looked up to see a man approaching from the woods, a flashing silver blade in his hands, dripping with what she could only assume was Rafe’s blood. But where was Tim?

The man raised his arm and she saw the bright ball of orange flame form in the palm of his hand just before he lobbed it at the house. Again the solid structure rocked on its frame, and Rafe growled deep in his throat, placing himself squarely between the danger and Allie.

But he was wounded! Allie saw the blood flowing out of him and the dark stain of the wound that would have crippled any normal creature.

The magic user raised his arm once more and Allie’s heart lumped in her throat as she saw the man aim for Rafe as he slunk down the steps to open ground, in a brave, last-ditch effort to stop the man.

In a moment of foolish courage, Allie stepped from the comparative safety of the house and ran down the porch steps. She jumped at Rafe a

split second before the man let loose with a huge ball of magical energy—

glad when he redirected it to her instead of poor, injured Rafe. Allie poured all her energy into the shield she’d been learning to construct as her feet hit the ground.

She thought it was all over for her, but to her amazement, the rudimentary shield held. She looked up to see the sparks dissipating in a sphere around where she stood. The mage stopped dead in his tracks.

“What do you want?” Allie faced the man with all the courage she could muster, though she was shaking on the inside.

“I want you dead.”

The strange mage launched another volley directly at her but the firebolts bounced off the circular shield that formed like a bubble around her body. Even as she ducked, the bolts came nowhere near her, repulsed about a foot away. She felt the power though, draining her own newly discovered energy and she knew she couldn’t take many more hits like this.

She had to get to Rafe. He was trying to stand and fight, but he was far too weak. Allie prayed like never before, using the words Betina had taught her as she called upon the Lady she served for the first time in dire need.

Raising one hand, she felt the power gathering and flowing through her, pulsing out in a wave that knocked the mage to his knees, his expression stricken.

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