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Magic Sight (Supernatural Bounty Hunter #2)(3)
Author: Lucia Ashta, Leia Stone

Cass slid stubby four-fingered hands across his tiny booty shorts—undoubtedly wishing he’d worn a fancier set than his utilitarian shiny gold ones. When he patted his round belly, Tianna was tracking every one of his movements with her gaze.

I figured she’d be grossed out by the imp, whose looks usually needed time to grow on you, but damn if her eyes didn’t glaze over—for a flicker of a second—before she stashed her reaction.

Of course. She was half fae, and fae was Cass’ favorite flavor.

I didn’t understand the sex appeal. Pretty sure I never would.

Cass opened his arms wide, licking his dark lips and patting his belly again. “Welcome to our humble home.” Then he gave his little rump a shake.

Tianna, who towered over him, cocked a curvaceous hip. With a dagger hanging from her waist and the magic sparking in her aura, she looked like she could eat my BFF as a light snack.

She waggled her eyebrows at him and he gave a slight moan that sounded far too much like foreplay for company.

‘Ewww. Keep it in your pants, dude,’ I told Cass.

‘Hmm, not sure I can. I think I’m in love.’

‘What? Of course you can,’ I rushed to say, because he actually sounded serious.

‘She’s sex wrapped up in one fine package.’

Most fae were lithe and willowy. This one was kick-your-ass solid, with a feral gleam as the cherry on top. She was not walking sex. If anything, she was walking death.

Cass slid the thick gold chain he wore around his neck, gangsta style, back and forth, his eyes sweeping Tianna up and down and back again. When Tianna did nothing to discourage him, he licked his lips again.

‘Cass, you’re going to have to holster your, uh, weapon. Life and death, remember?’

No, he obviously didn’t. I wasn’t even sure he’d heard me. ‘Underworlders? Triplet sirens from hell? Broken gate we’re supposed to be guarding? Any of this ringing a bell?’ I said through our bond.

Cass shook his head, and I hoped also the Tianna-induced haze. ‘You’re supposed to be guarding the gates. I’m supposed to be guarding you,’ he said.

He flew up to meet the fae-witch at eye level. “We’ve got business to attend to now,” Cass purred in his best sex voice. “But I’d love to give you the full tour later. What do you say?”

Oh. My. God.

Every one of us was frozen in place, staring at this spectacle.

“As long as it’s sooner rather than later,” Tianna purred with a flick of shiny hair over her shoulder. She winked at my furry friend and Cass’ wings faltered for a beat.

“As you wish.” His voice was low and rumbly. Then, with visible effort, he turned around and stepped to my side. “Now, where were we?” he asked the bunch of us.

We were all too shocked by their display to answer right away. Tianna, however, didn’t hesitate to take charge. “We were about to let me shape this witch into something powerful.” She brought both hands to her hips as she trailed her attention up and down my body. “She has the right basic building blocks, but damn do I have my work cut out for me.”

Well, at least on that front everyone seemed to be in agreement. Not even Sabine was ready to argue that point.

The safety of humanity and supes alike rested on me alone. And I didn’t have a clue how to save any of them.

3 Dud Life

Tianna sat across from me, staring at Gran’s tiny spell bottles as if they were a pathetic tray of stale crackers I was offering a guest.

“This is the only way you’ve been doing magic?” She picked up a vial and smelled it, her glossy copper hair sliding around her shoulders as she scrunched her nose.

We were up in the loft where Molly had been sleeping and also where Gran kept her spell books and potions. I’d had to force Cass to stay downstairs with Molly and the others because he was distracting Tianna.

I loved Gran’s vials. “I told you I grew up thinking I was a dud. I relied on Gran’s potions to do what my magic couldn’t. Now I’ve just got these and my mom’s grimoire.”

“Hmm, well, you’re definitely not a dud. I can smell your witch power from here. And you’ve got a grimoire, you said?”

Nodding, I reached behind the couch. Pulling out the large black leather book with the moonstone eye on it from the bookshelf, I held it out to her.

She shrank back and slapped her forehead. “You don’t just hand another witch your family’s grimoire! What’s wrong with you?”

“Oh.” I jerked my hand back, lowering my head.

With a sigh, she held her hands up in frustration. “Okay, witch 101. You don’t give other witches access to your family spells. Ever. There’ll be things in there they could use against you.”

Why hadn’t Gran trained me properly? She knew what I was and what I’d one day become! Other than basic witch stuff, she never clued me in on any of this.

“Okay. Let’s start with basic protections. Do you smudge daily?” Tianna queried.

I winced. I was supposed to, I knew that. Sage cleansed spaces and people of negative energies. Especially after dealing with demons but…

“No.”

She gave me a look that spoke volumes and moved on. “Aura protection spell for you and the baby?”

My eyes widened. I hadn’t told her about the baby and I wasn’t showing yet. If anything, I only looked like I’d eaten a few too many potato chips.

The fae-witch grinned. “Please, I sensed the baby’s heartbeat the second I scanned you.”

Whoa.

That must have been her fae side. Rumor was that a certain sect of them were great healers and could sense all kinds of stuff about the body.

“No aura protection,” I answered in a meek voice.

She sighed. “Okay, girl, I’m going to help you. I know how confusing it can be to try and work out hybrid magic. I’m glad the boys called me.”

I nodded as I realized Tianna wasn’t to be feared as long as you were on her side. Still, I could smell the power rolling off of her, unable to be entirely contained. Heaven help you if she considered you a foe.

“Growing up, did you always know you were a hybrid?” I asked.

A thoughtful look crossed her face before she shook her head. “No. My mother raised me as a witch, like her, and kept my father’s identity a secret. It wasn’t until I was sixteen and ripped a bunch of gigantic trees from their roots in anger that she told me of my earth magic and my fae father.” She chuckled softly. “Because she had to then.”

Earth magic. So that’s what the fae called it.

“And you’re a healer too?” Maybe that’s how she’d known I was pregnant.

She shook her head. “No. I can sense energies as part of my fae gift, but I can’t manipulate them enough to heal.”

Damn, sounded a bit like my life, though she’d clearly mastered her gifts.

She held her hands out in front of her. “Let’s start with aura protection for you and the baby, okay? Copy me.”

I set the grimoire down on the coffee table and stuck my hands out before me as she had.

“Now close your eyes and imagine an upside-down glass bowl encasing your entire body with a protective golden light.” Her voice was calm and meditative, but her instructions were weird as fuck. Gran never did any of this stuff.

I pinched my eyes shut and thought of a bowl draping over me, emitting a soft golden light that covered my entire body. I pulled with everything I had.

“Whoa, easy kiddo. Breathe in and out.”

I peeled one eye open to find that the cover of the grimoire had flipped open and its pages were rustling in some kind of imaginary wind.

What the fuck?

“Is that me?” I gasped, completely losing the vision of the golden dome. The pages fell flat.

“You or the baby.”

My eyes bugged. “The baby?”

“I’m kidding. It was you. Now try again, but don’t force it. Your magic should be easy, like breathing.”

Okay. Right.

This time I closed my eyes and took a calming breath, and instead of pushing like I had before, I simply visualized the dome of golden protection.

“Perfect,” Tianna yelled.

My eyes popped open. I couldn’t see anything draped around me.

“Now you have a dome of protection over you. It’ll only last about twenty-four hours, so you’ll have to reinforce it every morning. In time, you’ll learn to see magic and other layers of protection. For now, you’ll probably only feel it.”

I just nodded as if this wasn’t some crazy shit. “And what is it protecting me from, exactly?”

She groaned. “Energy vampires! Cords. Ill will. Bad juju. All that stuff.”

Oh. Right.

“Now.” She reached out and picked up my mother’s grimoire. “We’re going to search through this for a small spell to start with.”

I frowned. “You said I shouldn’t let you touch it.”

She waved a hand nonchalantly. “I was just teaching you a lesson. But don’t let anyone else touch it. Hide it in the floorboards or something, and do a protection spell over this too.”

My head was already spinning, and we were only just getting started. Nothing like cramming a lifetime of magic lessons into mere days to bring on a headache.

Over the next few days, Tianna focused our training sessions on my witch magic. By the end of the week, she said, she’d be ready to delve into my kitsune magic. I was already proving to be pretty powerful—her words, not mine—but my kitsune magic was threading through into my witch magic at times, which complicated things.

Of course it did. Nothing was simple anymore.

Whenever I wasn’t with Tianna, I was with the warriors. Under Sabine or Brock’s watchful eye, they were training me to master my katana. Every time I held it, the blade glowed a bright purple. They said that wasn’t normal, not even for a kitsune, which made it all the cooler … and scary.

And whenever Tianna wasn’t busy training me, she was shacked up with Cass in his new apartment downtown…

Shudder.

I barely had any spare time to spend with Brock or to hang out with Cass and Molly, and it was starting to wear me down.

“I need a break,” I declared in the middle of my current katana lesson while brushing the hair from my face. I was due at Brock’s for a blood transfusion in an hour anyway, but I wouldn’t mind heading over early to get some lovin’. Other than some light sexting, we hadn’t had the chance to connect without observers, and my hormones were in overdrive. I needed some alpha. Now.

He had the property crawling with wolves in the event of a vampire attack, or in case Calista decided to stop by again, but despite his pleas to sleep at his house, I’d declined. I didn’t want to leave Molly alone with Haru and Reo, who insisted their place as my protectors was at the cabin.

Although Molly didn’t seem to mind. I’d caught her eyeing the hottie warriors more than once.

   
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