QUINTUS by Kym Grosso

Author:Kym Grosso
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Gabriella clutched at the trench coat, pulling it tight across her waist. The icy rain brutally lashed at her face as she held out her hand to hail a taxi. As the car slowed, she reached for the handle, swinging the door open and slipping inside its warmth. Gabriella shut it behind her, speaking in fluent French to the driver.

“Villa Adrienne et Avenue du Général Leclerc s'il vous plait.”

“Quel hôtel allez-vous?” he answered.

“Pas d'hôtel. Aller au parc pour rencontrer un ami.” The lie rolled off her tongue. While it was true she was going to the park, she wasn’t meeting a friend. Nor was she going to a hotel.

“Oui.”

Gabriella stared out the window, disconnected from the conversation. Determined to get the bones of the first witch, she’d left on her own. After leaving the shower water running, she’d employed a simple cloaking spell, disappearing from Quintus’ home.

On her way out the temptation was too great, and she’d followed voices. But as she approached, she heard the female and sensed the magick. In a stolen glance, she’d seen Quintus touching her breast. She’d fought the nausea, her wolf itching to shift, to attack. But she’d prevailed, taming the beast, and took off unnoticed. Quintus had guarded his home, but she’d easily passed through the doors. She suspected that since he’d drank her blood, the wards been compromised, allowing his mate free exit and entry.

As soon as she’d reached the lobby, she’d conjured suitable clothing for Paris. Although she’d booked a commercial flight, she’d realized he’d easily track her. Always selling her blood, she didn’t have much money, but she’d kept a credit card in case of an emergency. She’d broken the bank, and arranged for a private flight to Paris. She’d paid the pilot to divert the landing to a small private airport instead of Charles de Gaulle.

Momma, please help me, she prayed. Gabriella saw her mother in dreams, and was certain she still guided her magick. Although as a child she’d only learned simple spells, she’d meditate, and new magick would spill into her mind. She’d wished at times she’d grown up practicing her craft under the loving guidance of a knowledgeable witch, but alone on the streets, she hadn’t been afforded that luxury.

As the cab rolled to a stop, Gabriella steeled her nerves. Lightning flashed followed by a booming roll of thunder. She glanced outside at the ominous weather. Although she’d be protected from the elements underground, she’d hardly be safe.

“Merci.” Gabriella handed the driver several bills without confirming her fare and shoved out of the cab into the driving rain.

She scanned the area for paranormal activity but didn’t sense active magick. Pedestrians buried their heads under umbrellas ignoring Gabriella as she stepped onto a path that led into a city park. She tugged at her collar, attempting to shield her face from rain. Cold drops pelted her mercilessly as she searched for an entrance.

As she turned a corner, she noted the manhole next to a fountain. Thank Goddess.

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