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Don’t come in here. It’s Monique and she plans to kill you. She knows you’re developing warlock abilities and she wants you out of my life. She has a spell ready at her fingertips. The moment you show yourself, she will let it flow straight into your heart.
Is she strangling you?
He already knew the answer. Yes.
Cole felt the dark witch reaching into Lauren’s mind, so he closed off his telepathy. Lauren could no longer help him figure out what to do.
He focused on his love for her as a witch and embraced it fully. He recalled the spell she used to go invisible. He had no idea if it was possible, but it seemed like the only way he could take care of a dark witch.
He would have to surprise her.
“Come out, Cole.” Monique’s voice was deep and resonant, hypnotic. “I’m holding Lauren’s life in my hands. She will die if you don’t come to me now. The only way to save her is to show yourself.”
Cole grew deeply relaxed and fell into a profound meditative state. He channeled the memories of each time Lauren had taken him into her invisibility shield. He became one with the memories.
He kept focusing until Lauren’s spell made its presence known within his mind. She’d once told him how she processed her spells, like retrieving them from a computer folder.
He embraced the part of him that was now an alter warlock. He let the spell take him over and felt himself slip inside Lauren’s invisibility shield.
He levitated then flew swiftly into the bedroom. He ignored the witch choking the life out of the woman he loved. Instead, he headed straight for the chair, drew his gun and aimed it at her.
But he needed to get the witch to release Lauren to prevent Monique from using her killing spell on her.
Then he knew what to do. From the shield, he called out in a loud voice, “Time to die, bitch.”
Monique, clearly stunned, turned in the direction of his voice. She tried to extend her hands toward him to unleash her spell, but the bullets had long since left the gun. As they struck her shoulder, neck and chest, the impact pushed her off Lauren completely.
Lauren began gasping for breath.
Cole left the shield and gathered her up in his arms. He then placed his hand on top of her head and summoned her healing spell. When he saw it within his mind, he embraced it and let it flow.
Her whole body relaxed as she took in a normal breath of air. He continued to hold her close until he knew she was fully recovered.
“Cole, how did you do it?”
“Easy,” he said. He drew back just enough to look into her beautiful violet eyes. “I finally acknowledged my love for you and embraced your witchness fully.”
“I’m amazed.”
“I love you, Lauren. I love you so much.”
Tears filled her eyes. “Cole.” His name came out on a hushed whisper. She wrapped her arms around his waist and held him tight. He enfolded her in his arms and returned the embrace.
He had so much more he wanted to say to her, but not in a room where a dark witch had just died.
After a few minutes, he suggested they take Maeve up on her offer and spend the day at the Landing.
Lauren agreed.
He gathered up his clothes and told her he would arrange for a transport to take them over there. “I’ll make the necessary calls. Just take care of yourself right now, get dressed, pack a few things, whatever you need.”
Lauren nodded then headed to the bathroom. She didn’t look at the witch on the bed.
Cole called Maeve and told her what had happened. Maeve was all business when she heard he’d killed a dark witch. She had connections to a human clean-up crew that worked during the day and who could also give them safe-transport through the morning light to her refuge. The company she used had vaults in their vans to make sure light-sensitive alters could be taken to different locations as needed.
“Give me a few minutes,” Maeve said, “and I’ll get all this set up. Please assure Lauren that I’ll see to Monique’s remains and have her house cleansed by three witches who specialize in the process.”
“Will do.”
