Page 25 of Her Fierce Dragon
“What…what do you want to know?”
“The missing witch. Where is she?” Feno lowered the shifter to the floor.
“Feno! I said I didn’t want any trouble from you tonight,” Brick yelled out and came to stand behind Feno.
“There won’t be a problem, as long as this piece of shit tells me what I need to know.” Feno refused to take his eyes off the shifter.
He felt his brother turn to face the bear shifter.
“We’ll be done here in just a second,” Vander insisted.
Vander, the peace keeper? Feno snorted. His brother was trying to buy them time.
“Hurry and ask him already.”Vander’s voice sounded in his head.“I really don’t want to knock this bear out. His face looks like it’s hard as hell.”
“His name is Brick, and it’s as hard as his name implies,”Feno replied.“I know from experience.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” The wolf gasped at Feno tightening his grip on his throat.
“I have it on good authority you were there that night,” Feno growled. “This will be the last time I ask.”
The other shifters stepped from behind the table, their chests jutted out, and they glared at him. A flash of fang let Feno know the situation was about to go to hell.
He sensed they were close to shifting.
“That’s enough. Time to go.” Brick tried to shove his way by Vander, but his brother wasn’t going to let him by.
“Fuck off, whatever the fuck you are,” the wolf snarled.
“Wrong answer.” Feno threw his fist, landing it across the shifter’s face.
His body flew back onto the table which split in half, sending the wolf to the floor.
A sadistic smile spread across Feno’s face, and he went after the shifter.
The bar erupted into growls and fists. A full-out brawl began.
It felt damn good to be fighting alongside his brother and friend.
The wolf should have just answered the question. Instead, Feno would get the answer the hard way.
Willow was feeling restless.She had only agreed to stay behind while Feno and Vander went in search of answers from the wolf shifter. She knew from her vision that the wolf would have answers.
The moon was high, and her skin crawled with the electric nature of her powers. She walked to the patio door of Feno’s condo, pushed the door open, and walked outside. Strolling to the edge of the brick patio, she kicked her shoes off and shifted her satchel across her body. She smiled, raising her face and arms toward the sky, feeling the moon’s energy seep into her. She stepped into the grass, loving the feel of the chilled blades between her toes.
She giggled and twirled in circles. Even though this was a tense time searching for her grandmother, the moon’s rays lifted her spirits. She slowed her motions and stumbled, dizzy from her spinning, and laughed.
She sat on the grass, folded her legs beneath her, and tilted her head back to meditate beneath the moon. The moon was full of mystery, power, and energy, and a witch performing a spell beneath it would be enhanced.
She was desperate to find her grandmother. She would do what she must to find her.
She reached into her bag and brought out the few items she would need.
Salt to surround herself to ward off evil spirits. She wouldn’t want any spirits to try to interfere with the spell she was about to perform.
Feno was not there to protect her while she performed it, so she quickly drew a circle around herself for protection. She rested her wrists on her knees and relaxed, readying her mind for the spell.
It was important that she be able to focus on the task at hand. As if sensing that a powerful witch was about to cast a spell, the woods behind his home quieted.
