Page 47 of Midlife Demigod Unexpected

I nodded, placing the red feather next to the leaves on the table.

“We have it,” I said. “We have everything we need to do the magic spell that will break the bond of the Pentacle of Time.”

Chapter 33

“We need to leave my mom here and go back to The Estate,” I said as I gathered up the materials for the spell.

“The altar room is the only place to cast the spell,” Chloe agreed. “We need to make sure we have everything in place so we can do it to the best of our ability.”

“We haven’t discussed what could happen if this does work.” I said. “We’ll no longer have this coven.”

“That’s not true. I think we won’t have the bond of the pentacle, but I think you can still be a member of a coven, if I remember everything correctly. We can be in the coven by choice and acceptance,” Chloe explained.

“Well let’s rescue Mae and the others first so we can have a coven to belong to,” I said, heading out to the car.

All the guys’ trucks were parked out front of The Estate when we got there. We double parked behind Branson’s truck.

I shook my head. “We should’ve seen this coming.”

“Yeah, I guess we should’ve,” Chloe said.

We walked in. Branson was the first to corral us.

“Where have you been? Where are the other ladies? Where are Jane and Kartika?” Questions flew at us rapidly and we were so overwhelmed we couldn’t say a single thing.

“They’ve been taken by Styx.” I managed to get the words out in between all of the words flying at us. Suddenly Jag burst through the door. The outside of his skin was slightly on fire which caused everybody else to move back. When he got to me the fire suddenly extinguished. He grabbed me in his arms. His body was not hot, but it was smoldering. I tucked into his arms, feeling the strength of his chest protecting me.

“There’s my demigod,” he said, his mouth seeking mine as he claimed a kiss in relief that I was there.

I’d been so busy trying to solve each crisis as it came up, I didn’t realize how much I missed him.

I kissed him back, relief and gratitude in every touch. It didn’t go unnoticed. There were four guys standing there looking for their ladies and none of them had them. Antonio was holding Chloe off to the side.

“They’ve been taken by Styx and Morel,” I explained. “The Pentacle of Time binds us as a sacrifice to Styx. We were never meant to be the ones to protect the cemetery. We were the ones to sacrifice for the ruin of the cemetery.”

“How do we get our ladies back?” Toern asked.

“We have to cast a spell to break up the Pentacle of Time,” I said. “We’ve collected the things we need, but we need to put them in the cauldron.”

“Can we help with the magic?” Matheus asked. “I’ve got earth magic. Branson can’t do shit, but I think the others have stuff. Toern, you’ve got some monster magic up there. Antonio, you’re another useless shifter, but Jag, you can use demon magic.”

“I don’t know if we should be using demon magic in a witch’s spell.” I cautioned.

“I think it’s the perfect combination,” Matheus said. “This is a spell to separate a bunch of people who were bound together. You want to use a mixture of magic and not exactly the same magic that’s already being used.”

“So, we’re going to have what? A Fae, a monster, a demigod, and a vampire.” I said. “That’s our mix?”

“I’ve heard of worse cocktails,” Chloe said.

“Okay, let’s go into the altar room and see what we’ve got.” I motioned towards the altar room.

“Did your mom tell you how to do the spell?” Chloe asked.

“It must be in the grimoire. I’ll have a quick look while you get the room in order.” I sounded a lot more confident than I felt.

“You’ll get it,” Chloe said encouragingly.

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