Page 125 of Enchanted Kingdom
“No, I was trying to send you a sliver of heat,” Keir explained.
Knowing it was dark enough that I wasn’t going to see his face anyway, I still squinted. “To where, precisely?”
Owen made a choking noise as he laughed.
I could see just enough to notice he put his hands in the air in innocence. “To travel up your arm to your neck, sweetheart.”
I let out a faux sigh. “Well. Didn’t feel a thing.”
Owen was now shaking with laughter.
I wondered how Krewan had known exactly how close his wolf could get to me before it dissolved. His wolf was the closest I’d ever been to magic. But that thought gave me another one. “Think if you combined your magic it would work on me?” I gasped, realizing what I just said. “Regular magic, please. Non-flirty magic. I don’t need any more confusion in my life.”
Keir sighed. “But flirty magic is so fun.”
I got to my feet and walked toward them so I could see them better. “Do you think it would work?”
Owen was next to me step for step. “No. It won’t work.”
“Try it,” I offered. “I’d rather find out with the two of you than another kin bonded pairing and freak out because magic actually did work on me.”
Keir went serious and stood up straight. “Are you sure?”
I slowed down. “I think so. Just not something that will hurt, okay?”
Keir flipped his palm face up and magic flew out of it. Krewan did the same and his magic joined in, the magic weaving together midair as it all came barreling right toward me. It was so fast I couldn’t tell what was wolf or what was raven; it was a mass of blue crackling power streaking toward me.
But like usual, it just vanished the minute it came close enough to touch my skin.
I let out a breath. “Try something stronger?”
Keir shook his head. “No. Absolutely not.”
“You don’t think I haven’t already thought this through?” I snapped. “How your father could use stronger forms of magic on me and they actually end up working? That it’s just the weaker blasts of magic that I’m immune to.”
With a sigh, Krewan was the one to send his magic out first, Keir’s joining in.
I looked to Owen, there being no way to gauge how strong of magic they were really sending at me. Unless of course it worked. Then I’d definitely know.
But then I saw him standing there. A streak of gray fur in the moonlight.
The wolf.
He was watching us.
“Jorah?” Keir asked just before their magic dissipated around me. “Dammit, Krew, you didn’t have to send a full blast.”
Krewan responded, “I was curious too, okay?”
I ignored them both and began moving slowly, inching toward the wolf.
But then there was a brick wall between me and the wolf, holding me back.
“Move,” I demanded with a shove at his chest.
It wasn’t until the voice answered me that I realized it was Krewan and not Keir. “No.”
“Yes.”
