Page 12 of Saved By Her Guardian
Hated being a reaper.
Hated Grim.
Something had to change.And she had until Christmas to figure it out.
Jack Frost looked up from his map of the North Pole when there was a sharp knock on the door.“Enter.”
Rolling his cigarette on the edge of the ashtray made from the skull of an elf, he lifted it to his lips for a drag when Azure walked in, his purple-rimmed black eyes alight with excitement.
For the strangest, briefest moment, Jack wondered when was the last time he’d been excited about something.
Maybe last Christmas when he’d had his best shot at taking out his brother as he returned to Northernmost on Christmas Day morning.Thathad been short-lived, however.His brother was still alive and Jack was still here, trying to figure out how to take him out.
“What did you find?”he asked his second-in-command.Azure was the only warlock who’d ever turned himself over to Jack to become one of his evil followers.He’d played second fiddle to Jack’s previous number two, who’d bitten the big one last Christmas, dead at the hands of a Guardian and his mate.
Those damn shifters.
“Well, we followed a few of the snow leopards who went to their hometown in Kentucky.You remember that elf we kidnapped last year?She had a baby.”
Jack stared at Azure, who looked at him blankly.“And?”Jack prompted, irritated.
“Oh, right.Anyway, we hung out to see if we could grab one of them and bring them back here like you suggested, but it wasn’t until late when one of them wandered away.”
“So there’s a snow leopard in the cells?”
“No, I wanted to come talk to you first.Because things got weird real fast.”
As Jack listened to Azure talk about following the leopard to an old church and cemetery with a black dog and a female wearing an apron, who spent the evening together and then parted ways with a kiss, he knew exactly where he was talking about.
Because Jack had met his old friend Grim there not too long ago.
“So they’re mates, then,” Jack said.He stubbed the cigarette out and moved back to his desk, taking a seat.
“Sure seems like it.But get this, she told him she was stuck there and couldn’t leave, so he went back to Northernmost with the other two Guardians and left her behind.I thought those shifters never left their truemates once they found them?”
“She’s a reaper,” Jack said.“She’s been assigned to that location and has to be there.She can probably leave for certain time periods, but she can’t just walk away.”This was quite interesting and gave him a fabulous idea.
He might be pissing off his friend Grim, but he was sure the male would forgive him.He’d only be using the reaper for a little while anyway.The more important thing was getting a Guardian to Jack’s lair so he could lure Santa out into the open.
Leaning back in the chair, he pulled out the bottom drawer of his desk and took out an old spell book.He started collecting them when he was a young male and they were stashed all over his office.They contained basic spells and were not much use to a powerful warlock such as himself, but to a reaper?One who wasn’t happy with her lot in life?
Well, a spell book was just the cure for her problem.
Calling on his magic, Jack laid his hands on the book and imbued it with his dark essence.The cover and pages changed, filling with lures to bring her to him.
He had just the place to put her too.
One of the few empty cells in the levels below, where he’d been stashing warlocks and witches to siphon their good magic.Some of them he turned evil to add to his army of followers, some he killed for the hell of it, and some he simply turned human and set free to live their lives, knowing they’d helped him take over the good magic of the world.
When he’d changed the book, he lifted it and motioned to Azure.“Leave this somewhere the reaper will find it.”
He looked at the book, turning it over in his hands.“For what?”
Jack arched a brow and said nothing.It took the male only a moment to move on.
“I’ll get right on it.Should we keep watching the Portal?”
“Of course.After you deliver the book.”
