Star-Crossed #03 - Fearless Magic by Rachel Higginson

Author:Rachel Higginson [Higginson, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Magic, Love, Witch, eden, hopeless, kiran, soulmates, rebellion, starcrossed, reckless
Publisher: Rachel Higginson
Published: 2011-11-02T21:26:51+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

We landed eight hours later at the same airstrip I used during my Eternal Walk. Jericho explained to me that Amory had several private hangers all around the world, and so storing a jet was no problem. I tried to comprehend what several hangers around the world meant, but wondered if I would ever get the hang of this literal jet-set lifestyle.

I almost expected the silent stewards to greet us at the end of the tarmac, and was a little disappointed when they didn't. I missed those women. We never spoke a word to one another, but I craved their calming presence and attentiveness. Most of all, I craved their femininity. I started to resent being the only girl. After India, our next stop would be Romania; I needed get to Lilly. Even Roxie would be an improvement, for that matter.

The moment we landed in India, something started to stir inside of me, the blue smoke was home and I felt that deep within. My magic perked up and my senses heightened. India held an eternal calling, a shared language with my magic.

I fingered Kiran's pendant and engagement ring, still hanging from my neck. They burned against my skin as if blasphemously out of place. I cleared my throat and shook my head, reminding myself that I stripped them of their power. I stole the magic from the necklace and I emptied the engagement ring of any significance. Still they lay hot against my skin, foreigners in a land where I felt native.

Despite the necklace, I sighed with contentment. India was the right step to take. I could leave London and my failure behind and breath in the humid air, listen to the jungle calling and cleanse myself from disappointment here.

“Do you know where we're going?” I called out to Jericho and Titus.

“Kind of....” Titus answered. The two of them were commandeering a vehicle for the trip. Titus insisted on individual motorcycles since before we landed, and Jericho was adamant that we needed something sturdier.

“Great,” I mumbled, rolling my eyes. “Gabriel, aren't you hot? Don't you want to change?”

Gabriel hung back with me, tasked with guarding Sebastian. He still wore his priestly outfit, but the heat forced him to tug at his collar. He turned to me with a stern glare, the bright orange flare of his eyes, dimmed behind dark, aviator sunglasses.

“What a funny question you ask a man of God,” he commented without answering my question. “I have taken my vows for life.”

“No, I meant, your outfit. I am not asking you to give up the priesthood!” I shrieked, realizing we had serious communication issues.

“Hmmm....” he sighed and then walked away to see if he could help Titus and Jericho decide what to do.

“You do a fantastic good job of assembling the best of the best, don't you?” Sebastian asked, snidely.

“Don't start!” I threatened, grabbing a hold of his arm and pulling him along towards the other guys.

In the end, Jericho found an old, eight passenger, white,

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