Page 84 of Unbroken Magic


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She grinned at me and prowled out the door.

A few hours later, I was pacing. Eachann hadn’t turned up for our meeting. Sure, he could have forgotten about it, but that wasn’t like him.

A dull, insidious panic wormed its way into my chest.

Something had gone wrong. I knew it had.

I’d give him another fifteen minutes, and then I’d stop by the house he was renting.

I gave him ten, and then I was striding out my office door.

“Evie.”

I jolted. “Jesus, Nate, you scared the shit out of me.”

He gave me a slow smile, and despite my worry, my body heated.

“I like when you call me Nate,” he purred. He leaned closer, sniffing at me. “What’s wrong? I felt your panic.”

I frowned at him as I locked the door. “What are you doing here?”

“I was driving past, and my wolf told me something was wrong.”

“Well, that’s creepy.”

“Evie. What’s wrong?”

“Eachann didn’t show up for our meeting.”

Nathaniel studied my face. “You think he’s in trouble.”

“Oh yeah. Please don’t tell me I’m overreacting.”

“You have good instincts. Let’s go by his house.”

I wrapped my arms around him.

“I love you.”

“Hey.” He tipped my chin up, his eyes dark. “We’ll find him. I promise.”

His side of the bond radiated calm confidence. In Nathaniel’s arms, I felt safe, protected. I knew I wasn’t in this alone. Knew that, whatever happened, we would face it together.

“I really,reallylove you.”

He smiled. “I love you too. Now get in the car.”

I was lost in thought as we made our way to Eachann’s temporary home. He’d gone for the outskirts of Hope Valley, close enough to the fae to rendezvous with them whenever he pleased—which, from what I knew of my uncle so far, wouldn’t be often—but also an easy drive downtown. Nathaniel turned onto the quiet street and parked.

Sliding out of the car, I studied the house. Unlike most fae, my uncle hadn’t chosen a house with more space than he needed. The house was white—so white it had either been recently painted or someone had used some kind of dirt-resistant spell.

The house had been designed to mimic a French château. From where we were standing, I could see a balcony covered in flowers. It looked like a peaceful spot to sit and curl up with a book, although something told me Eachann hadn’t done much of that.

Striding toward the house, I reached for the wards. From what I could tell, Eachann’s wards hadn’t been disturbed. I didn’t want to break them and give him a migraine, so I took a deep breath and used my new trick.

Nathaniel raised an eyebrow as I held my hand to the ward and allowed my power to imitate it. Within a few seconds, it was gone.

“Impressive.”

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