Wicked Thorne by K Loraine

Author:K Loraine [Loraine, K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-05T16:00:00+00:00

“Oh, God,” I groan. My head throbs, that same red-hot spike as the one that took me down on Samhain driving through my brain with crushing force.

Skin clammy, teeth clenched, I lurch for the sink, but find the room completely different. Where there should be a modern, yet small, kitchen, I find a wooden table, dried herbs, cold candles. The electric light is gone. The modern locks have disappeared from the door and instead have been replaced by a large slab of wood used to secure the latch.

“What the ever-loving hell?” I mutter.

The day turned to night while I was busy working magic, and my thoughts go to my vampire. Is he still here? Are we safe?

I run for the small trap door in the kitchen, the only place he could be, and pull it open. “Silas?” I call into the darkness. “Silas, are you here?”

Instead of him responding, the front door bursts open, pulling my attention from the cellar and to the cloud of dust dancing in the sunlight. Wait, sunlight? It was just dark. The sun had sunk fully below the horizon. I should know. I have a vampire hiding out in the house.

A woman stands in the doorway, her clothing strange. Like something I would expect from a historical re-enactor for the tourists of Salem. But why is she here in this house off the beaten path? I’m not sure how to respond to her.

“Who are you?” I shout, grabbing a broom from where it’s propped up against the wall. I brandish the bristled end and prepare for a fight. I might not be tall, but I’m spry. My broom is knocked from my hands with a quickly tossed spell. The bristles turn black and then to dust. Shit.

“Oh, God, I’m sorry. I just…how did…how did you get in here? This house is warded.”

“You touched it.” Her voice is harsh and filled with rage as what I thought was sunlight radiates from her. The power dies down until it disappears completely, leaving the room in the darkness only true night can create.

“I didn’t touch anything.”

Her eyes are like daggers on me. “You touched my book.”

Her book? She is terrifying in her powerful rage. Is she working with Thea to find the cursed witches? “What are you talking about?”

“You are in my house. This is my sanctuary. My secret. How came you to be here?”

I hold up my hands, a gesture of surrender I hope she understands. “I was placed here under the guard of the Salem coven. Their leader put me here to protect me.”

She cocks one hand on her hip, then with a wave of her hands, every candle in the space illuminates and a fire bursts to life in the cold hearth. Stepping into the light, she raises one dark brow and says, “That is impossible. The only leader of the Salem coven is standing in front of you this very moment, and I most assuredly have not given my blessing for you to enter this house.

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