The Magician and the Misfit (Arcana of the Tarot #2) by Dana Fox

Author:Dana Fox [Fox, Dana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Magos

Roc handed Magos the wrench. A small crowd had formed around Magos at the junkyard workshop again, but despite the mindless chatter of humans surrounding him and the constant whirl of machinery in the workshop, he heard none of it.

All he could do while he worked was replay the previous night with Lux over and over in his mind. He’d spent himself in her hand. Some had splashed onto the floor. When he wiped it up, he saw the substance had a faint purplish tinge Kit had described earlier.

What did this mean? Kit frequently called Thea his spirit-mate. Was Lux his?

By the light.

All morning, Magos had slid between terror and euphoria at the thought.

Euphoria because he couldn’t deny the rightness of being with her. Call it energy or magic or divinity, but his spirit knew hers.

He visualized the pink stain on her cheeks, the dazed look in her emerald eyes, her mouth opening as she cried out in climax. Tendrils of her damp copper-red hair were plastered to her temple, her body warm and pliant as he plundered both her mouths. His stomach bottomed out as he remembered how intimate it was to see her that way, without any of her usual armor.

But spirit-mate?

Swearing under his breath, Magos moved around the bike, attaching parts as he went.

“You gon’ finish this today?” Roc leaned over a stack of parts. “Your crowd’s getting bigger.”

“Just make sure they don’t film me.”

“I don’t know. Maybe you should let them. Could be we’ve been goin’ about this the wrong way. You could probably make a killing with one of those YouTube channels, showing people how to make shit.”

Magos smiled to himself. In his own way, he already did.

“I know several of these fools want your help but are too scared to ask.”

“Scared? Of what?”

“You, Magician.”

Magos looked up from his work and took in the group of onlookers. “Do they know?”

“Nah. Nobody’d believe me if I told. But they know you’re different, and that’s enough for some people.”

Magos sighed. That he could believe. Humans were practical animals. They tended to believe only what they could sense with their limited abilities. And since magic was unexplainable to them, so was he.

And that was precisely why he felt terror at the thought of Lux as his spirit-mate. She refused to believe he was who he said he was. Even though she’d glimpsed some of his talents, still her mind shunned the truth. And supposing she did eventually believe him, there was yet the problem of the prophecy.

If he was to destroy what he loved most, did that mean Lux?

“You’re quiet today.”

Magos went on, picking up his welding equipment. “Am I?”

“This about your goddess?”

Magos didn’t bother putting on his face shield as he struck up the flame and went to work on the seat latch. “Doesn’t matter. I screwed it up.”

Twice, actually. After they kissed the first time, he’d properly freaked out. Pursuing her didn’t seem fair, not while he was currently on the run. What right

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