Page 84 of Under a Wicked Moon
Acid.
The water from the fire system only aggravated it.
All three swiped at the liquid. The witch lunged for the back, but as if punched by an invisible force field before she reached the curtains, she was launched backward, landing on her butt against the far wall.
The same invisible force grabbed her by the shirtfront and knocked her head against the wall. Witch officially knocked out.
Nova became visible and crossed her arms. “Vivi, can you help these idiots?”
Vivi darted out from behind the cabinet and searched the counter and shelves until she found a pile of old photographs. She crushed and tore them into pieces and flung paper bits at each of them while muttering, “Exchange the negative intended to harm to good for all, blessed be.”
“I’ll be damned. The burning went away,” Roman said.
Vivi grinned. “Dom was right that anything could be used for that one. Cool.”
“Dom?” Ky asked. “Dom is teaching you?” Maybe Flynn’s comment about Dom meant more than he thought. Had he seen something? He searched Flynn’s face.
Flynn held out his arms in a shrug.
Nova said, “He gives us lessons when he has time. Super-fun stuff.” Sarcasm dripped from her tone. “You’ve met him. He’s about as kind as a sand burr with about as much patience.”
Vivi’s eyes narrowed on Ky. “Why should it matter to you?”
Don’t engage with her. She wants to fight.
“You’re right. It’s not my business,” Ky said.
Flynn disappeared into the back and called out, “He’s gone. Maybe on the run.”
Chapter Thirty-One
“Good that he’s not back there,” Roman said as he miniaturized the shield. His hand had deep burns where the liquid from the vial touched. The spell took away the pain but didn’t heal the damage to his skin. “That means your argument did its job even if you did push it too far, Flynn.”
“It helps if we’re in on the plan,” Ky grumbled.
The smell of sizzling flesh from whatever had been in the vial lingered in Vivi’s nose, threatening to nauseate her. Vivi was still trying to process what just happened. A witch who breathed fire. Two brothers fighting over Ky being stupid about a woman. Was she the woman to whom they referred? Then she pulled off a spell Dom taught her to clear whatever burned them.
Deep breaths.
Don’t look his way.
Keep your eyes focused on Nova or Roman.
“Relax,” Nova whispered. “He’s working just as hard to pretend not to notice you.”
“I’m fine. Let’s, uh, follow them.” She snuck a peek to see how much the liquid had burned Ky, at least she told herself that was why.
His head whipped her way.
Shit. She’d gasped out loud.
His face had deep burns in a ripple pattern where the liquid splashed. She wanted to soothe it. She might have a spell. The energy deep within her rumbled to life. Words…rhymes filledher head. No, she already did a spell. Dom warned each would drain her and best not to do two in a row unless it was an emergency. Besides, Ky didn’t want her help.
“Come,” Roman ordered, breaking her fixation.
Up the street, they entered an apartment building and went to the elevator. By the time they entered the elevator, his face was entirely healed. On its own. Wow, that was fast.Old lycans heal fast.
Where’d that information come from? Sounded like maybe a parent or adult instructing her.
