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I glanced up at Cillian to find him smiling at me. “Ready?” he asked.
“More than.”
GiGi snorted, then just as we stepped through the portal into the attic of Spell House, she added, “You say that now, but soon you’ll be begging me for a merciful death.”
“Beatrix!” My father’s bellow was the last thing I heard before she followed us through and closed the opening.
ChapterTwenty-Three
DAWSYN
Cillian’s chest was rumbling as he stood ramrod straight next to me. “What did you mean by that?”
GiGi smirked. “If you thought breaking a bond was going to be a joyride, you’re not as smart as I thought you were. I’ll literally be ripping her soul apart, thanks to those dragon scales of yours.”
“My soul?” I swallowed thickly.
She nodded and headed toward a table where there were stacks of books. “I’ve been doing research and, while there is nothing that specifically mentions dragons, I know how to read between the lines. Plus, with the scales and blood I already had, it was easy to piece everything together. I can unfortunately understand why the dragons have remained hidden for so long.”
“So, this isn’t just magic that needs to be broken?” I asked. “Knox isn’t my fated mate. How can he be tied to my soul?”
“Because dragons have unique energy, which you stupidly absorbed and made worse by being in Drago for as long as you were.” She snapped her fingers and looked back up at me. “Speaking of which, River is going to murder you if you don’t call him soon.”
“I don’t have my phone and haven’t had access to one,” I explained. Though, it wasn’t necessary. She didn’t care.
“We’ll start with you sitting in that chair over there,” GiGi said to me, then pointed to Cillian. “Move those large crystals so that they’ll be in a circle around Dawsyn.”
She went back to reading, and my eyes met Cillian’s. There was a deep crease between his brows and his lips were pressed thin. “You don’t have to do this. We can kill him and that will solve the problem.”
GiGi tsked from across the room. “Not true. If Knox dies, his spirit will still be tied to her until she dies. Your chances of reigniting your fated mate bond are already low. They’ll be nonexistent if she doesn’t do this before the lizard is dead.”
My palms pressed against Cillian’s chest, and I smiled. “It’s okay. It will be a temporary pain for an even larger reward.”
“I hate that I couldn’t save you from this,” he muttered quietly.
“You’ll need to be okay with not always saving me,” I said. “I’m an alpha at heart. There isn’t much I’ll back down from, especially when it means saving the lives of others.”
“The one thing I equally admire and hate about you.” His lips briefly twisted into a smirk. Just as he was getting ready to lean in for a kiss, Beatrix snapped her fingers again.
“We don’t have all day, children. Don’t waste my time.”
All I could do was smile. I knew my GiGi loved me more than the sun and moon, and her curt attitude only proved that more. She was nervous. Nothing made her crankier than that.
Cillian headed toward the group of crystals in the cabinet behind Beatrix while I found my way to the wooden chair at the center of the attic space.
Shelves filled with ancient books lined the wall to my right, and there was a window with stained glass in front of me. The wood floors creaked with every step Cillian took, and Beatrix hummed behind me, where I assumed she still stood with her books and potions on the table.
There was a house full of witches and warlocks below us, but with the magically sealed door that led to the rest of the house, they were none the wiser that we were up here. Unless one of the higher-ranking witches decided to come up.
Though, I had a feeling my grandmother had purposely made sure they’d be busy elsewhere before bringing us to the attic. She liked her secrets, and it was no fun for her when someone ruined them.
Cillian finished placing the clear crystal pillars around my chair. I thought he was going to come over to me, but I heard him approach Beatrix instead. I turned out of curiosity and heard him ask about something I’d forgotten about.
“Do you have the siphon spell here?”
She glanced up from the bowl of ingredients she was mixing. “Why?”
“I don’t think I’ll need it now that I know who we’re dealing with, but if you have the potion ready, it might not hurt to have,” he replied, leaning lightly against the tall table.
