Page 38 of Immortal Burden

“But, I—”

“Immediately! The wolf’s control is lost.”

It all snapped into place in a disconcerting rush.

Jaxon!

Jaxon Silver, the Alpha of Silverwood Wolf Pack.

I’d been sent to assist him and… the black tar… waking up in his bed with him watching over me as I recovered… the sexual intensity… the pull… mates!

“Son of a bitch!” I seethed.

My father hadn’t just force-teleported me away, he’d also used blended magic on me.

It was the mixing of two or more different spells used at once on a target.

I didn’t need to run a set of tests in the lab at the Guardian Compound to determined which.

Because he’d done it to me before.

It was an invasive cocktail that caused forced sleep, disorientation and selective amnesia.

Given his reaction earlier, I didn’t doubt for a moment that he’d intended the amnesia aspect to be permanent. But using the desperate move of blended magic diluted each spell, the cost of fusing them as one. To ensure its success, he would’ve had to significantly up the dosage, which was highly dangerous, especially given the great power at his disposal. He could’ve seriously hurt me if he’d gone that route.

I shook my head to myself. The fact he’d done it at all had demonstrated just how desperate he’d been to get me out of there and away from Jaxon.

What the hell was going on?

I wasn’t new to feeling a pull to another. I’d had that with Ryker from the moment we’d met during our tenure at the Maven Coven together. And then, oddly, with the Ancient, Lucian Black. Given the way he was, however, I’d ensured that I’d kept my distance thereafter. He was an overwhelming sexual force, beyond liberated, the direct opposite of me. He represented something that unnerved me. The power I held meant that I rarely fell victim to being unnerved or feeling weak before another, but Lucian had the ability to smash through all of that. I refused to allow the vulnerability he inspired in me to have breath. I couldn’t. I needed to be better than that, stronger, unaffected. I had to stand apart.

Even with those experiences, though, nothing could have prepared me for the pull that I’d felt to the Alpha. It was another level entirely. And, unlike with the other two, even miles away as I was now, I could still feel it.

I pushed out of bed, stumbling in my step.

Forcing an intense level of concentration, I managed to push through it and center myself.

The moment I achieved that, I cast a teleportation spell to take me back to Silverwood Wolf Pack lands, to further explore this odd development with Jaxon and get to the bottom of it.

As soon as my magic sparked, it sputtered out.

Assuming it was the aftereffects of the blended magic, I shored up my power and tried again.

And again.

And… again.

Over and over.

Nothing worked.

I was being blocked.

And by the only person who had the ability to block my magic.

“Father!” I yelled, calling on a mind link with him.

He even blocked that, making my thoughts just bounce right back to me.

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