The Witch & the Bounty Hunter (Federation of Magic Book 1) by Rachel Medhurst

Author:Rachel Medhurst [Medhurst, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2020-12-07T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I crawled out of bed and made my way downstairs. Jamie had been quite understanding, considering I had probably ruined his world. I hadn’t wanted him to live in ignorance, not when he had seen things that could get him killed.

The twins had offered for us to stay at their place until we could sort new accommodation. I wasn’t sure that living with Jamie was the best idea going forward. I’d cross that bridge when it came to it. I did, however, look forward to a regular income. If I was able to help the bounty hunters with their work, that is.

“You look like you could’ve benefited from more time in bed,” Naz announced when I walked into the kitchen.

Tinniel sat at the centre island, his huge shoulders hunched forward. When he registered his brother’s statement, he twisted to look at me. A frown instantly crept over his features before he gestured for me to join him. “Are you sick?”

My head pounded as I lowered myself onto a stool and grabbed the cup of coffee Naz offered. There were several pieces of paper laid out on the surface in front of me, all very formal. They had obviously been working before I dragged myself out of bed.

“I don’t know,” I replied, trying to stifle the shake of my hands.

Leaning over, Tinniel placed a meaty palm on my forehead. As soon as skin touched skin, he pulled back and almost stumbled off his seat. “You’ve got a hit.”

“A hit?” Almost sucking up the warm coffee, I shuddered when it hit my stomach.

Naz touched my neck, making me jump. What was this? Grope Lyla for free day?

“That’s handy. Did you touch the bastard who attacked you last night by any chance?”

My mind travelled back to the fight, trying to remember every moment of it. “I think I did.”

Tinniel had regained his composure and was now riffling through the papers on the worktop. He grunted, a tiny smile crossing his lips when he held up a notebook that had been hidden under the mess.

“Have you managed to practice your skills?” Naz asked.

Really? It had been two days since my first experience of tracking with magic. Oh, that sounded so cool. And strange at the same time. “I haven’t exactly had a chance.”

Flipping open the notebook, Tinniel offered it to me. “Try it now. Just like we taught you. Then write whatever you see in this book.”

Sweat lined my forehead, almost dripping into my eyes. I had been fine when I had gone to bed in the early hours of the morning. Why was I suddenly coming down with the flu?

“The mix of your magic with the imprint of your foe has made you feel funny. You’re not ill, you just need to learn how to channel it so you can track his energy.” Naz looked at Tinniel, indicating me with a flick of his eyebrows.

Tinniel licked his lips before offering me his hands across the worktop. Frowning, I glanced back at the nicer brother.

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