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No shield or ward shall cloud my sight,

Bring forth the truth, restoring the truth by right.”

The ground rumbled, and the mirror cracked.

Still, no Micha.

Fintan’s vicious curses were echoed by Noah, though his friend’s resulted more from shocked wonder.

“Have you ever encountered the likes of this before?” Fintan asked him.

“No,” Noah admitted grimly. “But I know who might’ve. Give me a minute to get Damian on the line.”

Once he was alone, Fintan strode to the grimoire. “Find a feckin’ spell to fix the bleedin’ mirror.”

CHAPTER15

“What the fuck was that?” Creed asked from his place beside the window.

Taryn exchanged a concerned glance with him.

On the bed, Narissa struggled to sit up, and a look of determination replaced her worried expression.

“Don’t even think about it, woman,” Creed growled, pushing her back down. “You’re not setting one foot out of that bed—goddamn it!”

Wincing from the force of his anger over Narissa disregarding his command and teleporting anyway, Taryn met his furious gaze.

“Maybe she objected to the manhandling?” she suggested.

His glare said he didn’t find her funny.

Taryn laughed anyway.

“Send out a feeler, and we can teleport to the music room,” she said.

With a brisk nod, he closed his eyes, concentrated, and held out his hand. Mere seconds later, they were downstairs, with Creed charging for the door as he bellowed Narissa’s name. Brenna and Eoin came around the corner but quickly scrambled out of Creed’s way when they saw his thundercloud expression.

“We felt the ground rumble,” Taryn said. “Do you know what caused it? Was it your wards?”

“I don’t think so. This felt different somehow,” Brenna admitted. “Where’s Fintan and Narissa?”

“I’m not sure. A man named Noah arrived earlier, but I got the feeling he’s a friend of Fintan’s. Narissa disappeared from her bedroom less than a minute ago. Hence Creed’s rage.”

“Noah’s not a stranger to the place,” Eoin stated, easing Taryn’s concern. “He comes around for dinner when he needs to rabbit on about his brother tryin’ to control his life.”

“Brother?” It clicked, and Taryn gasped. “Oh, God, I’m an idiot. He practically said as much upstairs, but I don’t know why I never made the connection.He’sNoah Riley, Damian’s brother.”

Although Viv and Sabrina had mentioned him, Taryn had yet to meet the man at a family function. About six months ago, Noah had shown up at the Black Cat Inn—Eoin’s family’s establishment—looking for his on-again-off-again girlfriend, and the truth of his parentage came to light. Taryn couldn’t believe the resemblance didn’t register immediately. The guy was a rougher, taller version of Damian. Hotter, in her opinion, but her tastes ran to less polished, more earthy.

“Where would they have gone?” Taryn asked. An image of a dungeon-like room floated across her vision. “Never mind. Where is the place with the stone walls and pillar candles? It looks ancient, like it might be below the house.”

“The ceremony room?” Brenna asked Eoin.

“Aye, that’s the only one I can think of.”

Taryn shook her head. “This house is a damned maze. How do we get there?”

“It’s down the corridor. Come on.” Brenna led the charge, and they found Creed along the way, opening and closing doors with a litany of curses punctuating every slam.

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