Page 62 of The Blood Widow

This particular spell took a lot of magic. Most people couldn’t perform this type of magic, and rare abilities often meant death sentence, so it was lost to most people these days.

I cleaned my black, spell-casting table, lit the candles, and filled the cauldron as I hummed a song called, “The Moon Song.” It was a witch thing to do, but that was who I learned magic from. Demons weren’t going to teach me anything unless I wastheir slave. The song cleared out bad energy and strengthened the good energy in the room.

I kept the hum going as I crushed the dry ingredients. The herbs were simple. Cardamon for wisdom, clarity, and direction. Thyme for protection. Rosemary to recall a past life. After that point, my knowledge was a little shaky. A witch could do everything I just did. The next part was where my demon side would kick in. Bell didn’t know much about demon magic, and she was the one who taught me the most. I cut my finger, letting my demon blood drip on the ingredients. The drops turned to smoke with a hiss.

The ingredients needed to be soaked before I could say the spell. The demon grimoire hummed as my mouth moved. Smoke and flames rose as I said the spell. The flames were making a wall that would be used as a seeing glass so I would know when to stop.

It was almost finished. The air crackled and popped with charged magic. The smell of burnt sage, blood, and brimstone told me it was working.

The clock on the wall slowly rewound. I closed my eyes and breathed in the smoke. A few seconds later, I opened my eyes and my day moved backward over the flames. I watched the guys and I argue, Dominic and Ezra using my body. I growled and tightened my hold on the magic, forcing it to move faster.

I had such a good time, and they ruined it. I almost wished I hadn’t found them out.

Time kept moving. Watching myself curled on the floor was difficult. My eyes were hollow.

My energy drained out of me, making my shoulders sag. My demon wanted to take over like the last time to protect me, but I pushed her back.

I’d stop the spell right before the kids got killed. I was almost there. I could do this.

The air stirred behind me. I stiffened. If I moved, the spell would stop. I pulled on my portal magic just in case. It protested and demanded a few seconds to form. My energy was low.

Warmth touched my back. “Hello, little mouse or are you a pussycat with her claws out.”

I sucked in a sharp breath as surprise and fear spiked inside of me. How the fuck were they here? I could smell all three of their manly musk. After being so close to them intimately, I could pick them out easily now. Even if they hid their voices and scent at the time, subconsciously, I locked onto their real scent. I just didn’t understand it before.

It took everything inside of me to not react, to keep the magic running. I was almost there. I was okay as long as they didn’t try to stop me. If they touched me while I went back in time, they’d be forced to go with me. Their bodies would appear next to mine, magically pulling them away from whatever they were doing at the time. I hoped they didn’t, shit like that could have consequences. If they did anything important between then and the sex club, it would be erased.

Cole got closer to me but didn’t say anything else. He touched my hair probably hoping it’d distract me. The man always liked to make eye contact, trying to alpha me.

“You don’t know anything about your own kind, do you?” Dominic’s tone was taunting, and it curled my blood.

The hair on the back of my neck stood at attention from their hot breaths. I bit my lip as his large hands ran along my side.

“Don’t you know. If you use magic against another demon, and they’re stronger than you, they can stop the spell or track you. You’re strong but sloppy. This room smells like a witch, but you’re using demon magic. Did no one teach you the proper way, little demon?” I still didn’t move to lose my focus. “We need to distract her enough to get her to drop the spell. It smells like atime altering one and those can be dangerous. I’ll keep the magic from harming her.”

Large hands gripped my shoulders. My heart did a flip in my chest with fear. No. Before he could pull me away or shake me, Dominic shouted, “Not like that! She needs to ease herself out of the spell, or it could kill her. Fuck Ezra, you know demon magic is a fickle thing.”

The grip on my shoulders turned soft and sensual. All three of their hands ran over my body. I stopped breathing as one hand grazed my nipple, and another played with my panty strap. These fuckers were going to lose their hands. It made me even angrier that my panties grew soaked. I hated my reaction to them.

Ezra’s growling almost made me lose my concentration. I was seconds away from where I needed to be. To give myself time, I had to go back to when I was first on the roof. My body was on the ground crying for the lost little kids.

A few more minutes.

“What has you holding onto the spell for so long? Hoping to go back before you met us?” He growled in frustration when I still didn’t acknowledge him. “Why are you doing this? Are we that bad that you’d potentially hurt yourself to get rid of us?” He rubbed my back like a friend trying to sooth me. “Please don’t hurt yourself. Reject me again if you have to, but don’t hurt yourself.”

His words made my eyes blur, and my stomach tighten, but I wouldn’t give up. Even as the spell began to bite at my skin. Dominic must be helping me a lot. The last time I did this, the pain was worse.

Besides, I wouldn’t undo meeting them. I might have wanted to go back before I used all that magic in the vampire’s dungeon, but even then, I had helped people in between that time and now, so I wouldn’t take the chance and go back. Their livesmeant more. Time travel could get messy. Going back could change things for the worse. Every decision we made affected our future. If a person chose to go left, instead of right, or they had to wait longer at an intersection, it could change not only their day but the course of their entire life and others’ too.

I finally stopped the spell where I wanted. The fire went out slowly. I didn’t need to concentrate as hard on the spell anymore. It was time to go. These assholes weren’t stopping me.

I pulled my vampire magic and flung the men away with telekinesis. “No, I’d never go that far back, I’ve helped too many people since then, but there are a couple of little kids I need to save.” I flung them down again when they tried to move. “Don’t for a second think I’m letting you get away with messing with me, assholes. Once I save them, I’m coming back to get my revenge.”

I grabbed the caldron and poured the liquid in a glass, smacking the men down again with my magic. I had to be careful though. I was getting dangerously low on magic.

“Let us help you save them,” Dominic said.

The glass froze on my lips.

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