Shadow Gambit: a Steamy Witch Romance (Cursed Descendants Book 3) by A.S. Green

Author:A.S. Green [Green, A.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Collinwood Publishing, LLC
Published: 2023-11-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Fifteen

“You’re sure this is the right place?” Stella asked. The building wasn’t secure, so they’d walked right in and climbed four flights of stairs to apartment 4B.

“So say my crystals,” Judith said. “And there’s a definite ward on this door. Can’t you feel it?”

“I can take it down,” Izzy offered.

“No,” Judith said. “We do this civil like. We’re not going to get any help if we break in.”

“Do you think he’s really in there?” Stella asked. She thought she’d be able to sense it by the way her magic reacted. Whenever Ethan was near, her magic reached out for him, but right now, she felt nothing but blind panic.

“Only one way to find out,” Jade said. She raised a fist and pounded against the door.

“Easy,” Marietta said. “Don’t be so aggressive.”

“She’s old, right?” Jade asked. “I have to knock hard or she might not hear it.”

For several seconds, there was nothing but silence on the other side of what they assumed to be Lovey DuPre’s apartment door.

Jade raised her fist again, but Judith grabbed her wrist when the sound of footsteps drew closer.

A dead bolt clicked open. Then another. Followed by another. And finally another. The door opened only four inches, stopped by a security chain. Lovey DuPre’s wizened face appeared in the gap.

Marietta grabbed Stella by the shoulders and pushed her to the front of their group so Lovey could see her.

“Bonjou, Miss Aldren,” Lovey said. “I’d ask if you’ve come to steal something else, but you already have everything that is precious to me, non?”

“Is Ethan here?” Stella noted the scent of physical, personal, and prophetic magic behind the door—which meant that Maddy and Antoinette were likely both there. Possibly even Jean-Paul, though the scent of his physical magic would have mixed with Lovey’s so Stella couldn’t be sure about him.

“Do you have my book?” Lovey asked.

“Do you have Ethan?” Stella pressed.

Lovey stepped to the side, but she didn’t unlock the door. She had to know that at least one witch from Salem—given enough time— could dismantle her ward, and that the chain was no match for even a little bit of magic. In other words, the security chain was symbolic, and Stella knew if she wanted their negotiations to be fruitful, she’d need to respect it.

There was a rush of air behind Lovey, then a scraping sound as a dining chair flew across the wood floor and stopped precisely on the spot that Stella could see through the gap in the door.

She sucked in a breath when she saw who was sitting in that chair with his arms tight against his body, and his fingers wrapped around the edge of the seat.

Red ribbons curled out from the center of Ethan’s chest, more vibrant in color than the pale rose they’d been before.

“Stella,” he said, low and warningly. “Don’t overreact.”

She’d react however the hell she wanted, starting with relief that he was both conscious and unbruised, along with pissed off that he was obviously restrained. Her gaze descended the length of his body.

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