Page 75 of Wolf Hunter

I’m not sure whether the best course of action means fighting or giving in to their ridiculous tactics. “Sometimes greatness takes time,” I manage to get out.

A sense of unease rushes through me.

The quiet of the room… It’s creepy as shit.

I lift both legs and attempt to knock the shit out of the two women holding me. I actually manage to hit one of them. Unfortunately, more women flock forward to take her place. There’s no good way out of this, especially with my gift so touchy at the moment, so I struggle against them with everything I have. As they pin my arms in place, it becomes more and more difficult to push them off.

Like every time before, calling my magic proves impossible. Not even my pinky nail changes, and any knowledge of spells and curses went the way of my sister: justgone. I don’t possess the power to fight this, and I can probably manage to down a few of them, but the entire coven with high level magic?

Negatory.

My back collides with the wall, and pain splinters through me as cords of magic twist around me.

I grit my teeth as at least one of them tries to press their power beneath my skin. Myownmagic rises up to block them out, but it doesn’t stop them. It’s not enough to fight. One of them moves to stand at my feet, and I curse her as I thrash against those invisible binds.

Mae grabs me by the arm, her fingers digging into my skin with enough force to make me cry out as she pins me down.

Soon they’ve got me immobilized.

A snarl rips from my lips as I picture all of them dead and bleeding on the floor.

“And sometimes things aren’t what they appear.” Mae finishes up the spell, and with a flick of her fingers, the magic clicking into place until my arms freeze at my side, fingers splayed.

The other ladies back off. I can’t move. I can’t fight off their power any more than I can play the accordion.Which I can’t.

She digs down in her pockets and draws out a small cobalt blue vial with a cork top. “This won’t hurt,” she says. “I promise you.”

“You’re not getting anywhere near me with that shit.” At least I can talk, and boy, do I have some choice words to give her.

Mae approaches with the soft smile that lulled me into a false sense of complacency in the first place. This time, there’s something in her eyes when she looks at me that I didn’t notice before. I’ve underestimated her.

She licks her thin lips, lifting the vial up before my eyes. “It’s a truth serum. Nothing to worry about. Especially if you actually did what you were paid to do and killed the Redcliff Alpha.”

It seems like a noose is tightening around my neck, and these women are the executioners. Ready, willing, and able to drop the floor out from under me and let me swing.

I refuse to go along with this. Except there’s nothing I can do.

“Try to relax.”

Relax? She’s fucking mental.

Squirming, I attempt to go invisible again.

Nope. nothing.

God dammit! It had worked for few minutes at the cemetery! Why not now, when I need it the most?

With my arms rendered useless, I can’t grab any of my weapons either.

Fuck.

I let my eyes drop to the stupid vial as Mae pops the cork. Do I spit it in her face?

“Don’t even think about it,” she snaps as if reading my mind. “I’m done playing around with you. I need the truth.”

“Who said I’m lying aboutanything?”

She chuckles. “Honestly, Miss Ward, if you had a better working knowledge of this world and magic, as you should, then you’d understand more about energy. Your energy is off. You come into my home, and you want answers from me, expect me to be completely forthcoming, and for what? I know there’s more to your story than you’re telling me. Now open up or I can make this a lot worse for you.”

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