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“Your magic is what makes the two of you so unique,” Dr. Ainsworth said, stepping up next to Dr. Colburn for my own private lecture. “You’re like... a battery to one another. You’re attracted to his magic, which makes yours stronger.” He chuckled and threw his thumb over his shoulder toward the window. “Case in point. He’s like a conductor, allowing you to tap into your magic on a deeper level. And your magic generates the power for him to do... more. More divination, more power, control. This connection makes both of you so much stronger than if the other wasn’t around.”
Omg are they like witch mates?
The driveway was lined with cars. Some I recognized immediately — like Arden’s. And Lennox’s parents. Double fuck! Cassius hadn’t been exaggerating when he said Lennox’s pyre was burning. It was his fucking funeral of all days, if the black and purple bunting hanging over the front door was anything to go by.
Oh shit
“Did you use his blood too?” The corner of Caius’s mouth lifted in another smile, this one a little brighter than before. “I didn’t have to. I’m his father. I’ve known about you since he blundered through a story about why he had your phone after the equinox.”
Omggg I love his dad
“What happened to ‘lab partners’?” she yelled. “What happened to just getting through the semester? Now you’re fuck buddies with him?! He murdered our cousin! Our mother is dead because of his goddamn family! What is wrong with you?!” Each word out of her mouth was like a slap in the face.
Shes valid but its time to move on
Never in a million years did I think Graeme Hewitt would be in my house — in my bed — with my father’s approval.
Caius reminds me of Carlisle Cullen
“Keep it up and I’ll nominate you to be Deacon when the time comes,” Graeme grumbled, snagging my waist and hauling me against him, my back pressed to his chest. Burying his face in the side of my neck, his lips brushed against my pulse point. “Wouldn’t that be revolutionary?” “A Necromancer as Deacon?” I closed my eyes, melting into him. “Hell would have to freeze over first.”
Wait, cassius as Deacon would make so much sense
“I know something else you could help with…” I turned my face toward his, enveloped immediately by his kiss.
Ooh look at Cassius initiating
“Because I think I love you too.” Just saying the words made my heart rate triple. At the same time, it spread that warm, thrumming energy around my body even faster. He gave me the dopiest smile ever and dragged a knuckle under his eye to wipe away a non-existent tear. “Those are the nicest seven words you’ve ever said to me.” “And I already regret them,” I replied with a biting smile.
Awww
Nodding, I picked up one of the seeds with a pair of tweezers and buried it in the soil. Clearing my throat, I laid both hands over the pot and focused on creating a nice, gentle rain. As soon as I felt the cool mist on my palms, I lifted them, revealing little white puffs floating in the air. Tiny drops of rain descended on the soil. The corner of Cassius’s mouth lifted, growing bigger by the second. “That’s really cool.”
So that means you want to go back to England.” “What if I asked you to come with me? Would that make you happy?” “I don’t know. Would you mean it?” “Not right now I wouldn’t.” “You know, you act all annoyed by me, but I think you like it.”
“I don’t think anyone has ever challenged you before,” I said, stepping in front of him and blocking the way. “You accuse me of always getting my way, but look at you. You refuse to cooperate and act like it’s the last thing you’ll ever do, but you always end up submitting.” “Yeah,” he replied with a smirk. “Because it’s the easiest way to shut you up and move on with my day.”
Its soo true
“Let them hate, so long as they fear,” he quoted, tipping his chin up. “Of course you’d quote someone as diabolical as Caligula.” “Accius,” he corrected. “But I’m impressed you know Roman history at all.” “There’s more to me than my good looks, you know. There are a few brain cells up there.”
"How often do you think about the roman empire?"
His shoulders rounded. “It doesn’t mean I’m ashamed of you. I would shout it from every rooftop in Winslow if you wanted me to. I just… you’re the first thing in my life they haven’t controlled. You’re mine,” he sighed, shifting closer and resting his forehead against mine. “To hold hands with, to kiss, to… be myself around. I’m afraid once they know about you, about us, I won’t have that anymore. We’ll be under a fucking microscope and I don’t want that for either of us.”
Awww
Normally, the door at the end of the hall was closed. It was Owen’s room and from the moment of his death it had been turned into a shrine. No one went in there. No one opened the curtains. Which meant the door shouldn’t be open and there shouldn’t be a swath of sunlight pouring into the hall.
Wait could his mum be the one with the book?
The sunlight illuminated her like a halo. As soon as I was close enough, I heard her whispering. Like a prayer. Except... it was in Latin and we sure as fuck weren’t Catholic. Creeping around her slowly, I glanced between her face and the book clutched to her chest.
Hmmm
“What does that mean for us?” It was his turn to glance around awkwardly, like he could pluck an answer out of thin air. When that tactic apparently failed, he closed his eyes, his jaw clenching. “There isn’t an ‘us.’” “Bullshit.”
Cash omg
“There can’t be an ‘us.’ We’re destined to fucking hate each other, just like owls and crows. Three hundred and fifty years of hatred doesn’t go away after a few fucks. And for good reason,” he snapped, holding the book aloft. “I wonder how your mother got ahold of this! I mean, after all this time, what are the fucking odds? It shows up in a Hewitt household after all.”
Ugh i want to squeeze him i’m getting mad
“I love you,” I repeated, enunciating each word. “I don’t know why. I don’t know how. All I know is how I feel when I’m with you and the thought of you leaving? You might as well rip my heart out and take it with you, because you’re it for me, Cassius. I know it, just like I know when the leaves will drop or when the first snowfall comes. I fucking know it. And I know you feel it too. On some level.” “You’re crazy.” He might have been shaking his head, but the lines of his face softened.
“Are we going to go kill a demon now?” I asked, pulling back so I could meet his gaze. “If we’re lucky.” “Good.” “Why is that good?” “Because that means we can have sex again.” “Oh my God,” he groaned, shoving me away from him and sliding into the passenger seat.
Graeme please
Cassius, the sworn enemy of my family. Did he somehow know my mom had that half of the book? Had this all been some fucked-up plot to get access to it? When he realized I wouldn’t go down without a fight, did he decide to change tactics and distract me with… other methods? He himself said he gave in just to shut me up. What if that was a lie? What if he gave in to make himself a Trojan horse?
HEadache headache headache
I refused to believe any of that was true about him. He wasn’t evil. As much as we’d fought, I knew he was good beneath his dark and prickly demeanor.
Thank you
“I told you, you’re it for me. So you might want to figure out if we’re going to hyphenate our last names the same, or if I’ll be Hewitt-Corbin and you’ll be Corbin-Hewitt.” “Oh my God.” He shook his head, rolling his eyes skyward. “I haven’t even said I’ll date you and you’re already planning a wedding?”
This is soo cutteee
“Is this supposed to help me relax before tonight?” “Well, it might if you’d stop talking.” “Does that mean you want to—” “Oh my God!” He seized my face between his hands and kissed me.
Theyre being so cute i just know its going down hill from here
“It’s true love,” Ainsworth said happily, like everyone wasn’t on the verge of tearing each other limb from limb. “For the first time in over three centuries, the stars have aligned and brought these two together. It should be celebrated, George, not reviled.” “Oh, shut up Samuel!” George snapped back.
I cant be serious😭😭
“It was her. She controls the air.” George swallowed, shifting his weight to the other foot. “Marian was the one who killed my mother! Wasn’t she?!” I was going to be sick.
Welp??
Ainsworth clapped his hands together. “Alright then! Who’s ready to make their conversion?”
Ainsworth is so funny, I love him
“If I make it through this thing alive, will you, Cassius Corbin, be my boyfriend?” “What are you, a penguin?” Shaking his head, he nevertheless took the bloodstone with a small smile. I’d almost swear there was a blush too, but it was hard to tell in the silvery light. “I’ll take that as a yes.” I smirked and pulled him in close for a kiss.
Awwww my husbands
“You’ve made your point, your majesty,” I said, stuffing the towel into the plastic bag. “You can kill the wind.” Graeme turned slowly, his gaze sliding over his shoulder to the dark woods on the opposite side of the river. “It’s not me.”
His mother init
“Do you know who that is?” “Ne te quaesiveris extra.” Do not seek outside yourself.
Claudia?? Is it someone from Graemes family?
“Don’t.” “What?” I couldn’t help but look behind him. He found my mom after all. Dead. Hanging, to be exact.
Shit could it be his dad?
Lifting my head, I met his gaze once more. “Uncle Marcus took care of it. Dad gave him the Book of Lazarus and the rest of the Necromancers helped. They summoned the Marquis and killed it. Well, bound it and then killed it, so there’s no chance of it reappearing, with or without a witch’s help.”
Somethings not right
“You haven’t checked on it?” Graeme gasped with exaggerated outrage. “Are you going to ignore our children too?” “We don’t have children, smart ass.” “Well, not with that attitude.”
A memory from last night hit me hard. Apple turnovers. My mother’s specialty. Claudia’s specialty. I tried to take one and my sister stopped me, but then she never brought them out for dessert. With two other dishes, it didn’t seem necessary and I didn’t think anything of it. Until now…
I knew itttt
“Claudia,” I said, swallowing hard. Fate has a way of working itself out. “Call Ainsworth.” Snatching my keys off the counter, I spun and headed for the door.
Bitch i knew itttt
“Claudia’s said time and again she wouldn’t lose any more family members,” I said, not slowing down in the slightest. “Lennox said the same thing. I’d bet anything the two of them teamed up after you threw me off that ledge by the library and it’s been downhill since then.”
Oh I didn’t see Lennox involved at all though, that was a bit of a shock
“You’re such an asshole.” “But for some reason, you love me.” He grinned at me, suddenly the picture of innocence as he resumed walking toward the parking garage. “Yeah. And don’t you forget that.” I squeezed his hand, the one with the engagement band on, to drive the point home. “How can I? You’re like a leech. I can’t shake you no matter how hard I try.”
I love these twooo
