Witch Bound (Twilight of the Gods) by Stone Eleri

Author:Stone, Eleri [Stone, Eleri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2013-06-23T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Raquel turned her head away from the light. It seared through her closed eyelids and seemed to throb in time with the drum beating inside of her head. Her mouth was dry, and she hurt everywhere—her head, her shoulder where she’d been stabbed, her thigh where those runes were now permanently scarred into her skin. Memories from the night before flooded her consciousness along with a hefty dose of guilt and self-recrimination.

It was the morning after from hell. Her stupid mistake hadn’t only affected her, it affected everyone in the clan. She wanted to pull the covers over her head, but she couldn’t hide in bed forever. She had to check the portal, the fault and the wards. They’d held last night, but that didn’t mean that they’d continue to do so. She had to go see how bad it was and if there was any way for her to repair the damage.

Fen. An image flashed in her mind of the horrified expression on his face when she’d made her confession. The way he’d literally run away from her. Her one friend in the whole damn town. Gods, was there anything she hadn’t fucked up last night? Pressing the heels of her hands to her sockets, she groaned and rubbed her eyes before trying to open them.

“Fuck,” she shouted, drawing back. Fen was there, watching her. She waited for her shout to stop echoing around inside her skull. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Thought I heard you waking up.”

She closed her eyes again...just for a minute. She was in Aiden’s house. It was full daylight outside, and she was naked under the covers. Through the floorboards, she could hear the sound of raised voices. She turned her head and squinted at Fen. “Are they trying to decide who gets to kill me?”

He smiled faintly and dragged an old wooden chair to her bedside. It creaked when he sat. “No. Only whether to send you home.”

“Ah.” She swallowed and winced. “There was a hound last night...” She remembered seeing that black shape lying amongst the slaughtered demons. She remembered the pain that’d sliced through her at the thought that it could be Fen.

He poured her a glass of water. “It was Ben. His takedown technique needs a little work, but he’ll be fine. Everyone made it.”

He waved her up and she scooted her butt back on the mattress, holding the sheet around her body and tucking the ends in behind her. Setting the pillow on end, she leaned against the headboard and took the glass. Nothing had ever tasted better than that tap water with half-melted slivers of ice. She closed her eyes to savor the pure poetry of it.

“Kathy and Lois went out to the fault this morning. They say it’s good for now.” He huffed a soft laugh. “Kathy says it’s better than it was, but Lois won’t agree with her. Those two are like cats in a bag.”

She could imagine. She turned her head and opened one eye.

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