Page 52 of A Bond with the Dark

Something that’s stirring deep within me heightens and the buzzing I feel in my soul reverberates into my bones. Power that I’ve never known before gushes out of me, almost as though I am sweating, but I’m not hot.

That’s power.

The petals shift and shake, each one rising from the ground one at a time.

I remain hovering above the petals and lift my hand further and further away, until all the petals are six inches from the floor.

Arising from the ground again, I pull the petals up, higher and higher, until they are level with my eyes. In utter dumbfounded amazement, I watch as the petals float in front of my eyes.

Thoughts clutter my mind in an overwhelming, thunderous uproar. The power that I behold is only in its infancy and thinking of what will unravel from it staggers me.

Walking away from the petals and letting them float there, I glide over to my phone on the table and snap a picture to send to Dominic.

The power is still dripping off me as I sit on the couch, eyeing my nascency and try to wrap my mind around what the hell is happening.

The sound of the phone dinging wakes me out of my trance.

I knew you would be able to harness that power!

The magnificent pride succinctly wraps around me as I look at the message along with my new bracelet that’s now blazoned with my power. Not only am I dating an ostensibly charming new man, but one that is wending me to build on my magick.

This has to be some sort of dream.

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TASTE THE SHAPE OF HER

DOM

How I managed to get wrapped up in a grimspawn crisis on the brink of a pandemic and find myself in a budding romance is beyond me.

I’m a fucking idiot.

That’s how.

Going into this, I never knew I’d fall for the witch. But here I am, thinking of her non-stop and counting the minutes until I see her again. The memory of her scent lingers with me even now—a hint of strawberries and wildflowers mixed with summer rain and springtime thunder. I can taste the shape of her; I can hear her in my bones. Thinking of the way her thick thighs bounce when she walks and how succulent her ass looked in those jeans.

Fuck.

I could bite right into her.

I salivate at the thought, my eyes trying to switch to their predatory white, but I push back at it and steel myself, solidifying my core while taking a deep breath.

I need to eat.

Even though we can eat human food, it does nothing for us. We don’t feel full after eating it, and it doesn’t do anything to our bodies. It doesn’t even come back out; it just…turns into blood.

Sitting on a bench in the middle of Windsor, watching people for someone who will be susceptible to my charms, my phone vibrates in my pocket.

Pulling it out, I see a picture of rose petals floating mid-air from Sayah.

She has entered my veins and is becoming inescapable. I’m proud of her for making new strides with the bracelet I gave her.

Now I just gotta keep my family from killing her.

Hopefully, the tear did the trick for Tallyn.

I haven’t received another Whispering Leaf, so perhaps that’s helping her summon more power.

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