Magic After Dark Boxed Set (Six Book Bundle)

by Deanna Chase

  Felton scrambled to his feet, desperately trying to shake the twenty-pound Shih Tzu clinging to his shirt sleeve. Link dangled in the air, his little paws desperately trying to find purchase. I stared in horror as Felton picked up the tranq gun and swung it butt first like a baseball bat.

  “Link,” I rasped through bruised vocal cords.

  Maude appeared from nowhere, jumped on Felton’s back and slammed her hand down hard on the crook of his elbow. The man’s arm deadened with the impact, and the gun clattered to the floor, barely missing Link.

  “I’m not taking orders from you anymore, you sick, power-hungry vamp killer.” She kicked, spiking the back of his knee with her Mary Jane heels. He crumpled a few feet from the gun.

  Lucky for me and Link, it seemed Maude had taken self-defense lessons.

  Link scrambled to my side and nudged my cheek with his nose.

  “I’m okay.” I pressed my face against his fur, enjoying the warmth of his body. “Thanks to you.”

  “Get up!” Maude demanded, grabbing Felton by his coat. With one hand, she managed to slap handcuffs on him and then tossed him into the nearest room, kicking him in the ass before she slammed the door shut. She eyed me. “Can you walk?”

  I rolled onto my knees. “I’ll have to.” I squeezed my eyes shut and hauled myself to my feet.

  “David?” I asked again. How could I live with myself if we left him there?

  “Not now,” she snapped and grabbed the fallen tranq gun. “More guards will be here any second. Just move.”

  I stared at my feet, focusing on keeping one foot in front of the other, ignoring the screams of protest in my aching muscles.

  Maude stopped in front of me, forcing me to glance up. “Take this.” She held the gun out. “If we run into trouble, shoot first and ask questions later.”

  I took the gun and nodded. “Got it.”

  She hit a hidden button, revealing a door with a glowing green keypad. She hastily punched in a code and the door slid open. I followed her inside. Stainless steel tables lined the perimeter of the room filled with sparkling clean, scientific-looking cooking apparatuses. A research lab.

  No. Not just a lab. The lab. The one where they messed with Influence and anything else they wanted to alter for their own benefit. I paused in front of a glass case, staring at the pounds of familiar chocolate goodies. “Is it all Influence?”

  “Not now, Willow.” She strode to another hidden door. “We have to go.”

  A piercing alarm slammed through the silence. Link howled, scrambling alongside me to the door.

  “Move,” Maude ordered, then swore when the door wouldn’t budge. The alarm must have locked it down. She scrambled to one of the tables, grabbed a sharp-edged knife, and returned to the door. Just to the right, she used the blade to whittle away at something on the concrete wall. I inched closer, realizing there was white metal sheeting she was trying to pry off.

  The knife slipped and clattered to the floor. “Damn Void and their overzealous protective measures!” She grabbed the knife and went to work once more.

  I stood behind her, tapping my foot to the tempo of the panic rising in my chest. They were coming. Something pounded on the door across the room, making the hinges vibrate. “Hurry,” I whispered.

  Maude grunted in frustration.

  The door from the hallway banged open, and Felton filled the threshold. “Maude Jenkins. Stand down. That’s an order.”

  “Fuck off, Felton.” She gave the knife one more thrust and the metal plate popped off. A red light flashed in unison with the alarm on the small keypad. “Your hold on me is broken.”

  I inched as close to the exit door as possible while Felton led the guards into the room. All of them wore nondescript white lab coats over the weapons strapped to their utility belts.

  Maude punched in a code. The light stopped flashing.

  I rushed toward the door, expecting it to open of its own accord. But the light flickered to life again.

  Felton weaved closer.

  I raised the tranq gun and aimed at his heart, my hands steady. Dogs weren’t the only ones in danger of dying from a tranq dart.

  He slowed his steps, attention focused on me. “If you pull that trigger, my men will tear you apart.”

  “Only if they can get to me.”

  Maude punched in another code. The alarm didn’t stop blaring.

  “You won’t get far.” His low, commanding voice made me acutely aware of just how suited he was to be a puppet master. He had to be fae. If he were a witch, he would have spelled us already. And he certainly wasn’t a vampire. That meant he could have almost any sort of power. There was no way to know what it was until he showed his cards.

  “Farther than you,” I said.

  Maude’s face broke out in a relieved grin, and even though the alarm didn’t fade, the blinking light went out. And stayed out.

  The door opened with a pressurized whoosh. I backed up, keeping the gun trained on Felton.

  “Go,” Maude ordered.

  “You first.” I wouldn’t leave her with the possibility she’d get captured after all the years she’d suffered because of my creation. She was my aunt again. The one I remembered from my childhood. The one my mom mourned for.

  “Rhoswen!” Maude jumped in front of me as a yellow dart sailed toward us from somewhere behind Felton.

  I fired. But Maude had knocked the gun to the side and the dart bolted into the table leg two feet in front of me.

  Maude wasn’t so lucky. The other dart stabbed her in the left shoulder. She crumpled at my feet.

  “No!” I cried, and threw the gun at Felton, wishing it would bash his head in. He shuffled back, avoiding the blow. With angry tears and blind rage, I grabbed Maude by the shoulders, took two steps, and hauled her out the opened door.

  “She won’t get far.” Felton’s faint voice barely registered over the rushing in my ears.

  Link bolted as soon as we hit the humid September night air. Vampires. They were close. My skin itched with the sensation. A few blurred past me, one of them undeniably familiar. Nathan, David’s best friend. Good. He’d get him out.

  “Shit!” I heard Phoebe’s voice from somewhere far off. Footsteps pounded on the pavement. Tears blurred my vision as adrenaline pulsed through me, fueling the last bits of my energy.

  I hadn’t had anything to eat or drink in hours. My magic was neutralized, and my wing had to be broken. Not to mention, I’d been beaten to hell.

  I stumbled off the sidewalk, bringing Maude with me, and landed on my back, crushing my fragile wing with Maude’s dead weight on top of me. The all-encompassing pain took over my senses and nausea hit me. I threw Maude off and rolled, just in time to vomit in the street.

  “I’ve got you,” a soft male voice soothed. “You’re okay now.” A cool, numbing sensation spread like heaven through my tattered body. I glanced up, knowing without a shadow of a doubt who it was.

  Tal’s forest-green eyes shone above me.

  Emotion closed my throat. “Tal…”

  “Shh.” His soothing charm intensified, causing my vision to fade. He was putting me under. Cutting off all the pain.

  Shouts echoed and guns fired around us, but my focus narrowed to his intense worried eyes. “Maude. Influenced.”

  “Don’t worry about that now,” he said, caressing my cheek.

  “No!” Frantic now, I clutched at his shirt. “She was Influenced. Help her.”

  Talisen said something else, but I couldn’t focus enough to understand. “Save them,” I mumbled. “Maude and David.”

  Chaos swirled around me in a frenzy of lights and sounds. Nothing made sense. “Save him,” I said again and the world went dark.

  Chapter 28

  I floated in the hazy, dreamlike state between sleep and consciousness, content in my world of oblivion. I felt nothing but the gentle caress of soothing magic.

  Peace settled over me until liquid-fire pinpricks snapped me out of my heavenly sta
te, stabbing my battered back muscles. My eyes flew open as I sucked in a sharp breath. I groaned and pressed my stomach flat against the soft surface I lay on.

  “It’ll be over in a minute,” Talisen’s soft voice penetrated my fog.

  Warmth started to tingle from the depths of my gut. Tal was here. I wasn’t locked up being tortured somewhere. He’d taken care of me. His tender fingers trailed over my skin, bringing a blessed numbness with his touch.

  “Hold still,” he said softly.

  “I’m not moving,” I mumbled into the pillow.

  Despite the magical anesthesia, I felt an increased pressure at the base of my wings.

  “You’ll want to in a second,” Talisen said.

  A shot of paralyzing cold ice spread through my wings. “Stop!” I gasped and then bit the pillow to keep from whimpering.

  “Shh.” In one fast motion, Tal flattened my right wing against my back, readjusting the dislocated connection. The loud pop was muffled by my scream as my muscles convulsed from the torture. Tears soaked the pillow as I trembled. My muscles were numb, but the sensitive nerve endings in my wings were not.

  “I’m so sorry, Wil.” He placed a gentle hand on my cheek and bent over, his breath warming my ear. “I don’t think there’s any permanent damage. One bone was crushed, but I healed that. The base of your right wing will be sore for several days, if not weeks. There’s no way to fix a dislocation other than popping it back in.”

  I nodded, knowing he’d done his best. Link repositioned himself beside me, cuddling into a small ball, breathing deeply. The dog was out cold. Thank the Goddess he’d made it home safe. But was he okay? “Link?”

  “He’s fine. Just needs a day or two to sleep off the lingering effects of that tranq they hit him with.” He held up a cup with a straw. “Here.”

  Water. Thank goodness. My mouth was dryer than Death Valley. I sucked down the entire contents of the flavorless liquid. The trembling stopped instantly. No, not water. I pressed up on one elbow. “What was that?”

  He smiled. “Something new I’ve been working on.”

  Impressed by the instant effect, I stared at him, my eyebrows raised in anticipation.

  His smile widened. “It restores strength and numbs the senses at the same time. It’s sort of like Chimney Bark, only it doesn’t affect your cognition.”

  “Plant-based?” I asked, eyeing the cup. No color. Not likely.

  He shook his head. “Stone-based. I’ve been working on it for months now.”

  “Months?” This new drug could be a game changer. Why hadn’t he said anything? I tried to keep the frown off my face, but Tal knew me too well. Holding back this kind of discovery was like not telling me he’d gotten married or something.

  He helped me to sit up and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, careful to not bump my wing. “Sorry.” He grimaced. “I didn’t tell anyone. I honestly didn’t know if I could pull it off or what the ramifications would be.”

  “No one?” My voice rose with my disbelief.

  He shifted and jumped off the bed, running a hand through his hair. “Look at what happened with your Influence. I couldn’t take the chance of anyone trying to manipulate this. It’s too dangerous.”

  His concerns weren’t lost on me. A potion that boosts strength and numbs the senses is wrought with dangerous potential. Mortals would be a lot harder to bring down. In the hands of criminals, such a drug would be a nightmare. Still, of all people, I’d think I was the one Talisen could talk to about this. “So dangerous you couldn’t trust even me?”

  Talisen met my eyes and then came to stand right in front of me. “I didn’t tell anyone.”

  I climbed out of bed, marveling at the steadiness in my legs. Minutes ago I’d thought I’d never get up again. His numbing juice was a work of genius. “Yeah, but we spent all summer together. You never once even hinted at this.” I waved a frustrated hand at the cup. “I tell you everything.”

  He leveled a hard stare at me, one eyebrow slightly raised. “Not everything.”

  “What are you talking about? Of course I do.” I started to pace, antsy from the argument and his potion.

  “Really? You never told me how serious it was with David. You said you’d casually dated someone, but it was over. Yeah, I spent all summer with you. And only you. You never once told me how you felt. But then again, it hardly matters now since you’re clearly not over the vampire.”

  I stopped and placed both hands on my hips. “What the hell are you talking about?”

  “This.” He took two steps, grabbed my upper arms, and yanked me to him. His lips met mine in a hard, demanding frenzy, his hot tongue claiming mine with each expert stroke.

  My hands came up, curling in his shirt as I met him with passion, all the years of pent-up, barely hidden desire pouring out of me.

  Tal’s arms came around me, cradling me close against his lean frame. His teeth scraped my bottom lip, holding on for just a moment before he murmured, “Dammit, Willow. I’ve been waiting ten years to do that.”

  A short, startled laugh bubbled up from deep in my throat as I choked back emotion. “Don’t wait so long next time.”

  He smiled against my lips and pulled me tight, kissing me softly. Slower this time. A sweet, savoring kiss. I melted into him. How many times had I imagined this? Dreamed of being wrapped in his arms? Wished he’d finally get around to choosing me?

  Then Beau had died.

  Fresh, raw pain blossomed deep in my chest. There were reasons why we’d never pursued a relationship. Really good reasons. I took a deep breath and pulled away, clasping my hands over his wrists and holding him at arm’s length. “We can’t do this.”

  He took a small step forward, his cocky I’m-too-cute-for-words grin in place. “Who says?”

  “Tal.” I sighed, blinking away the tears burning my eyes. “I say. You know why.”

  His eyes narrowed as he pressed his lips together. “Your vampire? You know that will never work, right? It’s doomed from the beginning.” A trace of uncertainty flashed over his features. “Are you seriously telling me you’d rather be with him than me? Your best friend?”

  David. God! What a horrible person I was. I hadn’t even asked about him. Or thought about him at all. And where was Maude? Panic took over. “Where is he? Did they get him out? Is he still locked up at the Void building?” I spun, heading for the door.

  Talisen didn’t move. “So that’s it, then? You’re in love with a vampire.” His voice was hard and flat. Cold.

  “No! I…” Shit! I forced myself to walk back to Talisen, even though every cell screamed to go find answers. I took his hand, clamping both of mine around his, my heart breaking into a million pieces. “No. I’m not in love with him.” At least I didn’t think so. I cared for him. And if I was honest, I was still wildly attracted to him. Vampire and all. But love? “My reason for not pursuing a relationship with you has everything to do with Beau. Not David. Or anyone else.”

  “So you’re turning me down? You think Beau didn’t think I was good enough for you?” The hurt was plain on his face.

  A lump formed in my throat. Why did we have to do this right now? “No.” I bit my lip and stared at my feet. “Beau loved you like a brother,” I choked out. “I’m sure if he was here, he’d give his full blessing.” I forced myself to meet his tortured eyes. “But he isn’t here. And you…” I swallowed. “I can’t risk losing you. If this didn’t work out…”

  His stormy eyes darkened with raw emotion. “You’ll never lose me. We’re family. No matter what happens between us. You have to know that.”

  I shook my head, standing taller. “I’ve seen firsthand what happens after one of your relationships ends. Have you spoken to any of your exes? Ever? I’m sorry, Tal, as much as I think I want this, I can’t risk it. Not with you. After Beau, I wouldn’t survive the loss.” And if I did open my heart to him, I’d die if I had to watch him with another faery. A wave of nausea rolled through my stomach at the mere though
t.

  Talisen jerked back as if I’d slapped him. “You think this is some passing infatuation or that I haven’t thought this through? Jesus, Willow. Why do you think those other relationships never worked out?”

  What could I say? That he had a wandering eye? He didn’t take his relationships seriously? That he wasn’t ready? None of those statements would help. I said nothing and studied Link, still curled up, sleeping on my bed.

  He let out a frustrated huff. “None of those other women were you.”

  A strange ache in my chest made it hard to breathe.

  Using two fingers, he tilted my head up. “These last few days, seeing your strength and your willingness to fight for what you believe in, no matter who’s on the other side, has only made me want you more. As if that was possible.” He closed his eyes for a moment. When he reopened them, pain reflected back at me. “And the agony of seeing you hurt. Willow, I’ve never been more scared in my life. I want to fight with you. To be by your side through it all.”

  I stepped back, surprised. Did he really just say he wanted me? Joy burst from my heart, followed by blinding fear. The two emotions fought for dominance as I imagined us hand in hand, kissing and laughing at nothing. And then the pair of us fighting, stalking away from each other, our relationship damaged beyond repair. My thoughts jumbled, too overloaded with what might come to pass in our future. “I can’t do this right now,” I stammered, backing up toward my door. “There’s too much going on. I can’t process.”

  All the vulnerability disappeared from his expression, leaving a blank mask.

  “I’m sorry, Tal. We’ll talk later.” I whirled and ran out the door, ignoring the all-encompassing urge to throw myself into his arms. Let him hold me. Feel his strong, safe arms around me again. Bask in the love I’d always thought might be there, but was too afraid to act on.

  I shook my head, dislodging the thoughts. The last week had been a roller coaster of emotions. What if he woke up in another week and changed his mind? I couldn’t risk it. I loved him too much to lose him. I took the stairs two at a time, anxious to put distance between my thundering heart and the man I’d always wanted more than anyone else. Even David.