Page 125 of The Omega's Bloodline: Part One

“Which one of these hotties is your mate?”

“Seth.” Logan bristled, pointing to the younger of the brothers. “But I would like both to be.”

“Ambitious.” Amelie laughed. “Helpful, though. Or at least multiple lovers is helpful, considering how unpredictable and unruly a witch’s first heat can be.”

“Do I have to have one?”

I continued my pacing, absorbing the words of the French witch.

“If you had stayed bound, I don’t think you would’ve had one, but lucky you, you’ve been unbound just in time. I can give you some recipes that helps with symptoms. Given the situation you explained, I’m going to assume that babies are not on the current schedule, is that right?”

“Very muchnoton the current schedule. I have way too much to deal with.”

“All right, I’ll dig up some fertility recipes too. And you can have whichever lovers can get you pregnant consume it and you should be perfectly fine during your heat.”

“I don’t have to take anything for that?”

“Well, you can if you want, but it’s much easier to unload the gun than to hope that a bulletproof vest saves you.” Amelie sighed. “It’s so unfortunate that you’ve been disconnected from your birth family. There’s so much that you need to learn and I can only cram so much into video calls. But that being said, I’ll do what I can to help you.”

“Thank you so much. How can I repay you?”

“Unclear at the moment. Let’s keep a favor on tap, shall we?”

“No!” Caden and I snapped at the same time. I turned the phone to face me. “Name your price now, witch. Let her decide if she’s willing to pay it.”

Amelie laughed, but there was no mirth in the sound. “Baby witch, my price is not defined yet. Your options are to accept my help and pay what I decide later, or I can simply abandon you all.”

Logan looked to me with an imploring gaze. She needed the knowledge, but I couldn’t let her bind herself to a witch without knowing what the cost was. Some of them were as bad as the fae with their deals.

“I’m sorry. I can’t let her make that deal with you.” I hung up on the witch and tossed the phone onto the bed.

“Yelena? Why did you do that?” Logan asked.

“Neverevermake a deal where you don’t know the price.”

Logan turned to her panthers. “Caden?”

“Yelena’s right. It’s not safe.”

I eyed him curiously. I hadn’t quite expected him to back me up, but it made sense when he was protecting Logan.

“She was too interested in Seth,” I added as explanation. “He could’ve been the cost.”

“What the fuck?” Seth growled, though he wasn’t particularly threatening since he was still in his hospital bed, in the midst of receiving a banana bag to ensure that he was fully hydrated and continuing on his recovery.

“We will find you a new mentor,” I promised.

Logan sank against Caden. “I feel useless.”

“Not at all, precious. Why don’t we go talk to Velda? We can pour extra magic into her artifact and see if we can give her enough sight to see the monster.”

Logan huffed and indulged in a quick kiss with each of the panthers before she climbed off the bed. “Okay. Let’s go.”

Velda greeted us at her door, having changed out of her more formal attire from breakfast and into a short romper covered in daisies. “Hey, you two. What’s up?”

“If you’re not busy,” said Yelena, “we’ll have Logan give you the ability to see the monster, and then use whatever she has left in her stores to give your artifact a boost.”

“Oh, fuck yes. I’ve been wanting to get a taste of the magic. How do you give people the sight?”

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