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Hannah chuckled. She had heard many charming myths of love at first sight, but she brushed off the stories as ludicrous and impossible. The destiny of love was found at the tip of her arrows; talk of anything else was just silly folklore.
“Anyway.” Hannah downed her beer, then stood. “I should probably get going.”
“You’re not going anywhere without my arrows.” Piper stood and slapped a hand on her back. “Come on, I’ve crafted enough to fill seven quivers.”
“Seven?” Hannah whistled. “Love is definitely in the air.”
“Yes, it is, and you need to tell the wind to blow some your way.”
Hannah laughed as they waved a final good-bye to everyone and headed to Piper’s workshop. She had wondered from time to time what love felt like. Was it a deeper form of the lust she had come to know, or did it truly hold a magic all its own? She shrugged. She would probably never have an answer, and for the first time, that thought unnerved her. She was the deliverer of an emotion that had inspired the most magnificent forms of artistic expression and could make people do the most altruistic things toward other souls. Yet, the other side of that same emotion could bring forth an incredible expression of hateand destruction. Hannah had always been in awe of how one emotion could elicit such powerful responses, and she wondered again if she would ever experience its influence.
* * *
Hannah sat with her feet dangling over the rooftop of a bakery across the street from a TV station in Las Vegas, and her stomach grumbled as the smell of freshly baked pastries filled the air. The excitement of the afternoon’s events coupled with a long day of matchmaking were catching up with her, and fatigue and hunger were settling in. Maybe, she thought as she pulled the remaining two arrows out of her quiver and carefully untied the twine wrapped around them, she would swing by Brea’s place after she finished and pick up a nice meal. Or maybe, she wondered as she watched the red Mercedes sports car speed into the parking lot and come to an abrupt screeching halt, she could talk Brea into bringing some food over for a relaxing evening at her place. She smiled at the thought as arrow number one was set and nocked in a matter of seconds.
She was invisible to all mortals while performing her duties, so she didn’t worry about being seen as she swung her legs back and forth and let the heels of her sandals thump against the wall. She aimed at the car, and the moment the woman stepped out, Hannah’s arrow pierced and vaporized in her heart. Thanks to Piper’s skilled craftmanship, her targets never felt a thing, not even the slightest pinprick. But they did always pause and shiver, a reaction to Piper’s binding spell releasing in their body.
“One down,” she whispered to herself as she nocked the remaining arrow and waited for mark number two to emerge from the building. This was going to be an easy one-two shot. Coworker wannabe lovebirds always were. The woman from the Mercedes hustled across the parking lot toward the door, andas if on cue, the second mark pushed it open. Hannah watched them have a brief exchange in the doorway as she waited for a clean shot. “Come on,” she whispered. “Move just a bit more to the—”
But the moment the second mark stepped out from behind the door, she glanced right at Hannah. Her breath caught as she stared into the most amazing dark-emerald eyes she had ever seen. They were the color of Nikita’s ring, and at the exact second that the wind whispered in her ear to release the arrow, she was listening to whispers of another kind, and they were tingling their way up her body. By the time she realized her momentary distraction, she shrugged off the unexpected emotion, then sent the arrow flying. But a strange gust of wind blew the arrow to the left. Hannah sat in stunned disbelief as it evaporated into the side of the building.
“Oh sh—” Hannah couldn’t even complete the word as she was whisked off the rooftop and teleported back to the island.
