Page 68 of The Slayer Seduction

Suddenly the temperature of the room shifts colder. The witches chant repeatedly. Adam shivers and I realize this must be reminiscent of my summoning, and there’s an ounce of guilt there.

I, however, look on with amazement as the witches continue their chant, the flames of the candles around them growing as the spell starts to take hold.

Iris’ eyes are closed, and I watch in awe as the spell book in front of her burns a glowing orange shade, almost like a beacon, in a way. This must be the signature she spoke about.

They continue their magic incantations a few more times, before finally letting go of one another's hands. The flames die down and the temperature in the room goes back to normal.

“That was magnificent,” I say, and I enjoy the small smile that takes over Iris’ face.

“Wow. I’ve never seen a signature like this before,” Violet says, examining the book.

“It must be damn near ancient,” Ember chimes in.

“Now what?” I ask, confused because obviously the glowing part is awesome, but how does that help us find the books?

“Now we can use a locator spell to find traces of the same magic,” Violet responds.

All of the witches seem in awe of the spell book all the while it fills me with unease.

“And what about destroying them?” I add in and all the witches look at me.

“Maybe it’s possible with the power of the coven?” Iris suggests. “It’s designed to not be destroyed at the hands of humans or the slayers, but maybe since we share the same magic with our ancient coven members, we would be able to?”

“I’ll dive deeper into it,” Violet promises.

“I can have vampires on standby if you need help with the slayer situation,” Ember says, and I slightly grimace. Scarlett bites me as Iris answers for the both of us.

“That would be wonderful. Now, let’s see, where should we start?”

The witches work on the locator spell, which takes more finesse with maps and chants. I just sit back and watch when three orange glowing balls tell us where we need to go.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” Violet says as they look down at the map.

“Fuck,” Iris hisses.

I can’t sit back any longer as I approach the table, standing next to my Iris, wanting so badly to hold her.

“What is it?”

“These aren’t going to be easy to obtain,” Iris says, pointing to the map. “The first spell book is at the mayor’s office in New Orleans. The next is in fucking Alcatraz? The last one looks like it’s just buried in the middle of nowhere, Texas.”

“I can teleport to all of these places,” I tell her, not wanting anyone to get harmed. She should stay here in the wards where it’s safe.

“You can’t touch the books,” Iris reminds me and I sigh.

“The coven will help keep the shop open, and we’ll be on standby at a moment’s notice. You need to discreetly get the books and bring them back here. We’ll work on additional wards to protect them,” Ember says.

Without thinking, my hand slides to the back of Iris’ neck. She shivers and turns to me. “If for a single moment, anything looks unsafe, you leave and get to safety, do you understand?”

She nods her head and I find that her friends are all staring at us.

“Where do we start?” Iris asks, glancing down at the map.

I don’t let go of her neck. I have a general idea of which slayer is inhabiting each body and I know who we should do last.

“The mayor's office last. We start at whatever this Alcatraz location is,” I suggest.

“It’s an island prison off the coast of San Francisco. Why would they hide it there?” Iris asks.