Page 53 of Desolation
Holy fucking intense.
She walks up to the white-haired guy with piercing green eyes, much like Ash’s and places her hand on his chest while looking at the black-haired guy and redhead lovingly. I can see the affection that runs through her to them and smirk inside.Yeah, she’s really not interested in us.
She explains, “Our city is warded around the outskirts to not allow strangers in. Seth here is my earth mage. He draws on nature’s energy to construct an invisible net of magic.”
He chants in a language I don’t understand and gestures with his hands. Suddenly, white sparks fizzle in the air and a rectangular opening forms where I assume the invisible net is. The edges of the opening shimmer.Am I on ecstasy? Is this what that feels like?
“Come on through,” Seth’s deep voice booms.
I am not walking through what looks like sparklers on crack. No way.
Once again, Lana leads and I want to hang my head in defeat when she drags me by the hand behind her.Okay, Luke. Can’t look like a pussy in front of your woman.
As I’m about to cross through, I pinch my eyes shut, just in case one of the sparks decides to go wild and fly into my eye. Not that my eyelid will be much protection. Where’s my magic when I need it?Will water even do anything to deter a flying sparkler?
I keep walking with my eyes closed and distracting myself as Lana guides me blind. After a few steps, I make an educated guess that we’re through—unless doorways are five feet wide in the witch realm becausewhy the fuck not—and open my eyes again to Lana staring at me.When did she stop walking?
Mirth dances across her features.Did she see my eyes closed?“Don’t worry, Luke. I’ll protect you from the big bad doorway.”
Damn it.
I gape at the disrespect. “Listen here, my Queen. I just had something in my eye. I’ll be doing the protecting around here.”
She scoffs as the rest of the group rejoins us, my family on one side and Serenity and her guys facing off in front of us. The way we’re standing, it looks we’re getting ready to fight—or maybe a dance off.
The man with long, red hair, tied in a bun, and glowing, silver eyes leans down and whispers into Serenity’s ear. She meets his gaze with exasperated amusement before snapping her fingers. The moment she snaps, a large wave of power rolls over my body and I fall on my ass from the force. It felt like a tidal wave pushing me back and I turn to see the rest of the guys on their asses too.
Only Lana stands, clenching her jaw with her body tense.
She leans up and gives the redhead a chaste kiss on his lips, as he meets her halfway. “Sorry, kids. I forgot I had my glamour spell on to hide my power from the humans. Derrick was kind enough to remind me before it drained me too much.”
Well damn, she’s powerful. I’ll take that dance off now instead of a fight.
Lana folds her arms across her chest, acting unimpressed. “That’s all you’ve got?”
Serenity openly laughs at the arrogance in my girl’s voice. “Oh Anal … you asked for it.”
With a few soft words and a flick of her wrist, Lana goes flying backwards with a screech, tumbling over and over.
She’s the cutest tumbleweed I’ve ever seen.
Serenity calls out to the rest of us as we pick ourselves up. “Let’s head to where you’ll be staying so you can get situated.”
This chick is damn powerful and I don’t want to fuck with her. I will never admit that out loud though because Lana would chop my dick off. I have too many plans with Lana and my dick to have it chopped off this early in life.
Ash rushes over to Lana and picks her up, whispering soothing words to her as she dusts herself off.
Yikes—that had to have wounded her ego.
“Onward, fam,” Leo quips as Serenity and her men weave their way through the cobblestone street.
Lana wanders over to Zedd, clearly avoiding drawing attention to herself after how she had her ass handed to her. She’s not used to losing so I can guess she’ll sit back and lick her wounds for a bit.
As we make our way through the city, she begins interrogating him about the structure of the buildings around us and I tune them out, captivated by the bright colors that don’t seem to clash. Even the people who walk around the streets are dressed in strange clothing in various shades and colors.
It’s pretty strange how the city is so lively and vibrant, while Serenity and her men are decked out, head-to-toe, in black.
Curious, I call out to Serenity’s back. “Hey, if all these witches seem to love color so much, then why are you all dressed in black? And I’m guessing that’s your house on the hill? The black one?”
