Witch Hunt, A Paranormal/Urban Fantasy (The Maurin Kincaide Series) - Plot & Excerpts
I wanted - no, needed - to be alone so that I could think. I squeezed through the small clusters of people until I reached the back door. Bracing myself, I stepped out into the New England cold. I took a deep breath of the brisk winter air to clear my head. What was left of the night cloaked any signs of the magic that had occurred the last time that I was here. I walked over to where the circle was drawn in Oberon’s blood, remembering the physical pain that I’d felt when Graive had sliced his palm and joined her magic with his. A dark thought was forming in the back of my mind. Was a blood circle really necessary to perform the recollection, or was Graive trying to wedge herself between the metaphysical connection that Oberon and I shared? The screen door creaked open and, as if called by my thoughts, Oberon walked outside. I hadn’t noticed when I got here, but his dark hair had been cropped short since the last time that I had seen him. Even in the dark, it made the blue of his eyes almost impossible to ignore.
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