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“Cantatio Pro Vertitate,” Valtu reads in a deep voice. “A spell for the truth. It says it will cause the recipient to be unable to lie.” He gives me a sidelong glance. “Good thing you told me the truth last night.” His words are sharp but there’s a glint in his eyes, giddiness over finding a new spell after so long.
“Check the rest of the book,” I tell him, tapping his hand.
He flips the pages but the blank pages are still there. “Oh,” he says despondently. “At least it gave me one more.”
I feel a strange pull inside me, the urge to touch the book again, so I reach over and turn the page, slower this time. Just like last time ink begins to bleed through the fibers and I flip it back over as a new spell forms.
“You want to know why I keep the book around?” Valtu whispers in awe. “It’s because I had a feeling that one day it would show me something else I would need to know.This.”
Together we read the new text that’s forming before our eyes.
“Movere Aliquid,” we say together. A spell that allows one to summon objects.
“This one is very handy,” he says. “I could bring the rest of the books over to me without having to get up.”
“Or a bottle of wine,” I say, grinning.
“You turn the page,” he tells me, looking absolutely boyish in his excitement. “It’s you that’s doing this, you that the book is responding to. You’re the magic, my dove. Not me.”
And so I start flipping through the book, watching as page after page goes from blank to Latin text. There are new spells for levitation, and causing blindness in your enemy. There’s magic for unlocking doorways and incantations for bringing to life inanimate objects. There’s one for an invisible shield and another for freezing someone in their place. There’s even one for teleportation, albeit with some caveats, like you have to have been to the place before.
But despite all we read through, there isn’t the one that we need.
There’s nothing about tracking or finding people.
And there’s also nothing that can reverse a spell. I don’t dare tell Valtu this, but this one is as equally important as the other. If I could only find a spell of reversal or a counter-spell, then I could undo theTabula Rasaand he’d finally see the real me. I don’t even feel guilty, well not much, about going against his wishes because I know the Valtu I’ll see on the other side, the one who loves me, will be overjoyed at seeing me again.
At least, I hope.
Fuck. Even if there was such a spell, I guess there’s still a chance that after all that, after everything, he might not feel the same way about me. These twenty-one years may have altered him in ways that can’t be fixed.
But that’s neither here nor there right now. I’m just happy that he seems just as disappointed as I am that the spell we really want hasn’t appeared.
“Well, I guess that’s that,” I say sadly, shifting on his thigh. “All the pages are full.”
He leans in and kisses my neck. “I’m not going to give up. We’re going to get your brother back and we’re going to get you the justice that you fucking deserve.”
I give him a steady look, staring deep into his rich eyes. “Why are you being so nice to me now?”
His brows go up. “Am I being nice?”
“You are beingverynice. It’s quite un-Dracula of you.”
He gives me a quick smile. “Must be the sex.” He clears his throat and looks back to the book. “I don’t know,” he says, his voice dropping a register. “I just feel that maybe the reason I’ve held on to the book for so long is because of you. Maybe you were the key to show me the rest. And maybe the spell I really needed was the one to help you find your brother.”
“Well, if we do somehow end up finding him one day, at least we’ll have a shit ton of magic to destroy Bellamy once and for all.”
“Provided he doesn’t know all of this already. Don’t forget, he is immortal.”
“And don’t forget that so are we. In the end, he’s still just a human. We are vampires. Top of the food chain. Doesn’t matter what that bastard thinks he knows.”
He kisses my cheek. “All this talk about being top of the food chain is turning me on, you know.” He adjusts himself and I feel the hard press of his cock against my ass.
I giggle. “Yeah, what the hell doesn’t?”
He smiles back at me, eyes going hazy with lust, but then they suddenly clear, like a fog has lifted. “The beginning,” he whispers harshly, brows up.
“Huh?”
