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Chapter 12
MONIQUE
That couldn’t be my future, could it? What about my shifters?
Michael turned and smiled at someone behind him, and another person walked in. No, two more people—large men with bulging muscles and happy grins.
Xander and Kyle.
Hot tears gathered in my eyes as I stared at the image of myself, surrounded by not two, butthreemen. One warlock and two wolf shifters. They were chatting and talking, but I couldn’t hear their conversation. The sounds through the vision were too muted.
In the vision, I adjusted my grip on my baby, then stood up.
I gasped. Vision-me was pregnant. Again. What on earth...?
Then the vision changed. The white swirl surrounding the image became darker, turning to black.
In the picture that emerged from the shadowy darkness, Michael crawled over rocks, barely clinging to life. Xander staggered through the woods, bleeding. And Kyle...
Where was Kyle?
My heart began to race and hot tears slid down my cheeks. Moments earlier, I had been filled with wonder, but now, all I could sense was dread.
The image was fading, too soon. I didn’t know where I was in that scenario. And where was Kyle? What had happened?
The spell broke. Before my eyes, the mists of time went tumbling down, back into the pages of the book.
I gasped and grabbed at the book, but the remnants of spell disappeared like it had never been.
“Come back,” I whispered, then shivered with forewarning.
The spell words on the page began to fade, and although I remembered them, I knew what the fading meant. I wasn’t allowed to do that spell again. The danger was too great.
I sobbed as I dropped the book on the bed and grabbed for a tissue. What did it mean? The vision couldn’t be real, surely?
The future changed all the time, depending on every little choice we made. Was it possible that the two visions I’d seenwouldn’tcome to fruition?
Or would I marry all three of the men in the vision, have their babies, and then lose them all?
I swiped at fresh tears running down my face. There had been something strange about the darkness that had surrounded our future. There had been the heaviness of magic in that black swirl. The cloying heaviness of a curse.
Perhaps it was from the witch who’d first cursed Xander and Kyle’s pack. I’d have to find out more about what happened, to know for sure. Even though the high warlock had promised to help them, this glimpse of the future did not bode well for that possibility.
I jumped off the bed and put the book back where I’d found it. My hands were shaking. I ran back to the bed and slid beneath the covers, pulling my mother’s handmade quilt up and over the blankets, hoping for comfort.
I closed my eyes and waited for warmth to seep in.
Was that really my future? A big white house, and babies, and lots of men? How? Why?
And was that dreadful cloying darkness going to destroy everything we’d built? Would there be a fight? A war?
What was coming, and why was it coming for us?
Tears flowed and this time I let them. I had no one to turn to for advice. My parents were gone and my only childhood friend had married and moved away. I couldn’t go to the high warlock for help on this matter, because my every instinct told me he was involved. I wasn’t sure how, but my gut said he wasn’t to be trusted.
I still didn’t know why I’d taken the wolves to him in the first place. Habit, perhaps. All the witches and warlocks in our realm had been taught since childhood to bring everything of importance to him.
I wouldn’t do that again.
