Page 29 of Immortal Burden

The room reverberated with the furor of my power, as he spun back around, looking at me with a mixture of disbelief and awe.

He strode back to me, smirking. “You’re not just a prim and proper little princess then, huh? You’ve got some bite.”

I rolled my eyes. “Let’s get to it, Alpha Ass.”

His eyebrows shot up, but I didn’t give him the chance to respond, as I swept my hand in an arc and summoned my power, teleporting us to the site of the emergency I was here to see to.

The moment the world came rushing back, Jaxon rounded on me, “What the fuck was that?” he demanded, stumbling a little.

That was about right.

Teleportation was a little rough for non-magic-wielders. Especially the first time. Usually a warning was warranted. It was proper etiquette. But he’d aggravated me so much so that he didn’t deserve my good manners.

“Teleportation,” I answered, simply.

“Yeah, I figured out that much, princess. I meant, how’d you know this was the site? I never told you.”

“A quick peek into your mind gave me all the intel I needed.”

He rounded on me. “You went into my head?”

“Relax. As I said, it was very brief. All I saw was this location.”

Moving closer, he loomed over me, his hulking seven-foot muscular form completely dwarfing my slight, five-foot-five stature.

He had no idea who he was dealing with, if he really thought he could intimidate me with such a provincial tactic.

“You’ve got some balls on you, woman.”

“Don’t insult me by comparing my forthrightness to such fragile male genitalia.”

Instead of taking offense, he grinned, a deep rumble of a chuckle even escaping him. “All right, Miss Snow, you’ve got my approval. Let’s get this shit done, yeah?”

He gestured behind us and I turned on my heel to see what I was dealing with.

Holy hell!

A massive chasm, approximately one hundred feet in diameter, was entrenched in the middle of the open fields surrounding us. The urgency of the call became clear when I realized how close it was to the wolf pack’s dwellings.

I examined it closer, noting that dirt peppered the outside edge, making it clear that the hole hadn’t just pulled earth into itself, it had also spat it out.

Most troubling of all, though, was the palpable magical energy emanating from it.

Jaxon joined me. “You get why I was going on about needing a Guardian with some serious power now?”

“How long ago did this happen?”

“Around forty-eight hours. Figured it was just one of those sinkholes that are always plastered over the news. But the rate it’s been growing, the way it just came out of nowhere without anything to do with any weather conditions, no one drilling in the area either… we started to realize it wasn’t.”

“Not to mention, the staggering level of mystical energy emanating from it.”

“That’s what that buzzing is?”

“You can hear that?” I asked, more than a little shocked that he, as a wolf, a non-magic wielding species, was picking up on an aspect of a magical signature.

He shrugged. “Yeah. What of it?”

How was that possible? “You’re pure wolf?”

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