Page 53 of Venomous Lies
“Usingmymagick, Isla,” I added before taking a longdrag of my smoke. “Which isn’t something that should be possible since you’re not fae.”
ISLA
My head whipped up to look at Bones, who was lounging back against the head of the bed, a cloud of smoke reflected in the black lenses of his glasses. Wells looked between the two of us, his concern growing with each passing second.
“Fae magick?”
“Myfae magick,” Bones replied smoothly, one eyebrow arching.
“Fae magick in general, especially illusion magick, can actually become permanent.”
“If the wielder wishes it,” he said, acknowledging Wells' statement. “I’m thinking it will be since you’re inexperienced.”
“Fuck,” Wells cursed.
“Sounds like fucking karma to me,” I muttered.
“She’s going to die!”
“Aren’t we all eventually?” I sassed back. “That bitch had it coming.”
“She said a few things?—”
“About people I care about,” I snapped, challenging Wells with a glare. “She’s lucky the only thing I took was her mouth.”
“It will take herdaysto die.”
“She could live without a mouth, witch,” Bones mused, his tone neutral. “The fae have tested it more than a few times. With medical advances, it will be even longer than before.”
“You’re talking about murder and torture.”
“Actions have consequences,” I said stubbornly.
“So do yours, Isla, and that’s not something you should forget about,” Wells pointed out. “Plus, not only is this torture, but you’ve cut her off from a huge part of her magick.”
“Why should I care about her inability to use magick, Wells?” I shot back. “Tell me one good reason why I should care about Allison at all.”
“Because she’s a person, Isla!” Wells yelled before pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes as if to calm down. “What makes you qualified to determine if someone is worthy enough to access magick?”
“Are you on my side or not, Wells?”
“If I wasn’t on your side, I wouldn’t be pointing this out to you,” he retorted calmly. “But I can’t be your friend without arguing all the sides. When news gets out that you did this, with power you can’t even control?—”
“Accessed through a new mate bond,” Bones added in.
“It’s going to bebad?—”
“Even for Greywood.”
I swallowed my commentary about Bones and Wells finishing each other's sentences. This was insanity… but they were right. My emotions had gotten the best of me, and I lashed out.
“I have no idea how I accessed it. Mate bonds don’t work this way. At least, I’ve never heard of it happening like this,” I replied, much calmer than before.
Wells shook his head. “But I can look into it. This can’t be the only time it’severhappened.”
“Could it be because you’re fae and I’m a witch?” I looked toward Bones. “Has there ever been a mate bond between different supes?”
“Potentially,” he answered after a beat. “We’d have to ask someone who has been in our position before, or something similar, to see if it happened to them too.”
