could then worry about the impending evil that had come to town. Ironic nothing like this had happened before the Hardy’s arrival. “Ironic, indeed,” Kit spat.
She worked in silence, upset at the thought of Trin hurt in any way. Was it so bad that all she wanted was to remain sheltered and protected with her? They’d spent centuries together, safe and sound, and it was a life she enjoyed. Kit had no need of false covens or Wiccan friends. She had all she needed with Trin, and at times, it hurt that she didn’t feel the same.
“Caris, I’ll be home at six. We’ve got a lot to discuss, so order in some food, okay?”
Caris noted the tension in Jason’s voice even through the voicemail. She texted her reply immediately.
Caris: “I’ll have dinner ordered and on the table by six. See you soon.”
Jason: “Thanks.”
Caris called in their pizza order and headed straight to the shed. She was certain Jason would want to work a spell tonight, the tingle of magic along her veins was a tell-tale sign.
In just under thirty minutes she had their altar set up and returned to the house to pay for their meal and welcome her cousin home.
“How was work?” she asked, not quite sure if he’d be ready to dive straight in.
“Work was fine.” Jason grabbed a slice of pepperoni and took a seat at the kitchen island.
“No more attacks from the evil bank of fog?” Caris smiled.
Jason shook his head. “No. Not on me, anyway.”
“What does that mean? Who else has been attacked?” Caris was in his face, demanding to know more.
“That’s the thing...I saw the fog-ling surrounding Trin’s aura, but it wasn’t attacking her. It seemed like it was feeding off her.”
Caris’s hand flew to cover her mouth.
“Yeah. Not great news,” Jason summarized. “We have to find out what this thing is and where it came from. I get that Trin is the most powerful witch around, but if it’s feeding off her, then why would it have attacked me instead of doing the same, if magic is what it wants?”
“I don’t know, none of the other attacks we’ve faced over the centuries compare to this. It’s starting to freak me out.” Caris paused then looked back at her cousin. “And how on earth did you even see this, anyway? I thought you were at work all day.”
“I was. But when I called Trin this morning to confirm our weekend plans, she cancelled and lied to me. I could feel there was something off, so I used my third eye to gaze upon her, and that’s when I saw it. It’s like she doesn’t even know it’s there.”
“Well, finish that damn slice and let’s get to it. I can’t stand sitting here not knowing what’s going on, waiting for the next shoe to drop.”
“I agree.” Jason shoved the last bite of pizza in his mouth and grabbed a beer from the fridge.
They walked towards the shed, ready to connect their magic and search for the root of their problems. Suddenly a howling wind pierced the night sky, blowing around them in a vortex of tornadic proportions. Debris flew into the air, slamming violently all around them.
“What the hell is this?” Caris yelled.
“I think we’re being blocked,” Jason shouted, covering his head to avoid the flying clay planter coming his way.
“Come on! Let’s get back inside.” Caris clapped her hands in front of her, shoving them like an arrow through the deluge of rain.
Jason grinned at her display of water magic as they walked through what felt like the parted Red Sea. They trudged to the back door, slamming the screen once safely inside and continued to watch as wind and hail assaulted their backyard. Within minutes their shed had collapsed and the entire lawn looked like a warzone.
“Looks like you’re right. Whatever is causing all this, certainly doesn’t want us poking around,” Caris said.
“Well, that’s too damn bad,” Jason swore. “This thing has its hooks in Trin, and I refuse to be scared into doing nothing.”
“I have the tooth from
She worked in silence, upset at the thought of Trin hurt in any way. Was it so bad that all she wanted was to remain sheltered and protected with her? They’d spent centuries together, safe and sound, and it was a life she enjoyed. Kit had no need of false covens or Wiccan friends. She had all she needed with Trin, and at times, it hurt that she didn’t feel the same.
“Caris, I’ll be home at six. We’ve got a lot to discuss, so order in some food, okay?”
Caris noted the tension in Jason’s voice even through the voicemail. She texted her reply immediately.
Caris: “I’ll have dinner ordered and on the table by six. See you soon.”
Jason: “Thanks.”
Caris called in their pizza order and headed straight to the shed. She was certain Jason would want to work a spell tonight, the tingle of magic along her veins was a tell-tale sign.
In just under thirty minutes she had their altar set up and returned to the house to pay for their meal and welcome her cousin home.
“How was work?” she asked, not quite sure if he’d be ready to dive straight in.
“Work was fine.” Jason grabbed a slice of pepperoni and took a seat at the kitchen island.
“No more attacks from the evil bank of fog?” Caris smiled.
Jason shook his head. “No. Not on me, anyway.”
“What does that mean? Who else has been attacked?” Caris was in his face, demanding to know more.
“That’s the thing...I saw the fog-ling surrounding Trin’s aura, but it wasn’t attacking her. It seemed like it was feeding off her.”
Caris’s hand flew to cover her mouth.
“Yeah. Not great news,” Jason summarized. “We have to find out what this thing is and where it came from. I get that Trin is the most powerful witch around, but if it’s feeding off her, then why would it have attacked me instead of doing the same, if magic is what it wants?”
“I don’t know, none of the other attacks we’ve faced over the centuries compare to this. It’s starting to freak me out.” Caris paused then looked back at her cousin. “And how on earth did you even see this, anyway? I thought you were at work all day.”
“I was. But when I called Trin this morning to confirm our weekend plans, she cancelled and lied to me. I could feel there was something off, so I used my third eye to gaze upon her, and that’s when I saw it. It’s like she doesn’t even know it’s there.”
“Well, finish that damn slice and let’s get to it. I can’t stand sitting here not knowing what’s going on, waiting for the next shoe to drop.”
“I agree.” Jason shoved the last bite of pizza in his mouth and grabbed a beer from the fridge.
They walked towards the shed, ready to connect their magic and search for the root of their problems. Suddenly a howling wind pierced the night sky, blowing around them in a vortex of tornadic proportions. Debris flew into the air, slamming violently all around them.
“What the hell is this?” Caris yelled.
“I think we’re being blocked,” Jason shouted, covering his head to avoid the flying clay planter coming his way.
“Come on! Let’s get back inside.” Caris clapped her hands in front of her, shoving them like an arrow through the deluge of rain.
Jason grinned at her display of water magic as they walked through what felt like the parted Red Sea. They trudged to the back door, slamming the screen once safely inside and continued to watch as wind and hail assaulted their backyard. Within minutes their shed had collapsed and the entire lawn looked like a warzone.
“Looks like you’re right. Whatever is causing all this, certainly doesn’t want us poking around,” Caris said.
“Well, that’s too damn bad,” Jason swore. “This thing has its hooks in Trin, and I refuse to be scared into doing nothing.”
“I have the tooth from
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