Eliza Gayle Witch Bundle (paranormal romance) by Eliza Gayle (free children's online books TXT) 📗

“Why did she leave? And where did she go?” His hands gripped the wrought iron railing wrapped around the terrace, fingers and knuckles turning white from the straining hold.

“She changed back in Boston, Cash. What she did to save you somehow made her different. I don't know how to explain it because she wouldn't talk to me when she recovered. But fear radiated off of her every time I saw her.”

“What the hell did she have to do to save me?”

“She took on all the dark magick you carried around, absorbing the remnants that always remain. Honestly, I don't know how she survived. The explosion took out our entire garage with her in it. I found her unconscious and buried under three feet of rubble.” Cash shuddered at the thought of her small body taking on the weight and power of the magick he'd been using. There would be a special place in Hell for him thanks to this.

“Don't suppose she mentioned where she was headed?” He turned to his brother despite the desperation surely showing on his face.

“No, she took off in the middle of the night. Soon as she knew you were going to be okay. She didn't even say goodbye, catch ya later, nothing.”

“Damn it. I have to find her. You should have bound her here.”

“I've already got one witch bound here, Cash. I don't think I could hold two on my own. Not without more power. And we see where that got you.”

He winced at the sarcastic tone of Denn's voice. He couldn't really blame him. This mess was all his fault. The dark magick is what led the witch to them in the first place. An easy trail for any elemental user to find. He might as well have left her breadcrumbs.

“I've got to go. Need some clothes and a ride. I have to find her. She isn't safe you know. Somehow she is tied into all of this with our illustrious uncle.”

“Great.”

“Exactly. She had a mercenary tracking her, seemingly to retrieve her, but the bastard knew who I was and was particularly pleased that he could essentially kill two birds with one stone by finding us together.” He moved through the house, following his brother as they made their way down the hall to the master suite.

“You can find some clothes in there.” He pointed to a large walk in closet in the back corner of the room.

Cash reached into the dark closet, flipping the switch to illuminate the clothes inside. Damn. His brother had become quite the clothes horse since moving to Louisiana. Rows of pants along one wall, everything from silk Armani slacks to multiples of brand new Gap jeans. He grabbed a pair of jeans off the rack and a black t-shirt to go along with it. Quickly donning the clothes, he began considering what it would take to find Selene.

“I'm going to need some crystals, Denn. I have to find her fast.”

“Oh, brother, I can do better than that.” He walked over to the desk next to the king-sized bed, reaching in to the top drawer and drawing out a small GPS tracking screen. “Sometimes technology is a whole lot more efficient than magic.” He handed the screen over and Cash looked at it.

“You put a tracking device on her?” Denn nodded. “Dayum, I am so proud right now. Who would've thought an earth witch would be so clever?”

“Fuck off.”

Cash grinned at his brother. It was a rare moment he got to spend any time with his brothers. Years passed and they all changed so much. Despite their intentions to keep in touch through the Internet and the phone it just wasn't the same as spending time together in person.

“She's on the move, but at least now it won't take me that long to catch up to her.” Excitement coursed through him at the prospect of finding her fast. Taking her fast.

“Grae's right, isn't he? Is there really a chance for us?” asked Denn.

“No. Maybe. Hell, I don’t really know. Even after he showed me I still doubted. But damn, Denn, I haven't felt this free in over ten years. It gives me hope. It gives us all hope.” They faced each other, thinking of the words that could bring them the freedom they had all yearned for too many years to count.

Find your empathic mate.

Chapter Five

Selene stopped to gas up her new bike and take a much needed rest break. The sun slanted down across her face, warming her skin. She'd been riding hard and long for three days. Trying to escape from the inescapable. She rubbed her hands across the denim covering her thighs, stretching out her tired and sore muscles. Every mile she rode farther away from him, the heavier the weight constricting her chest became. Her mind and body screamed for her to turn back but it was too dangerous to go back.

She'd changed. Her power had shifted and she didn't know how to control it. That much dark magick, as they called it, had been nearly her undoing. Witches. She shook her head. It still wasn't all that easy to wrap her head around that fact. Merc had certainly surprised her. He hadn't seemed that powerful in the past. She wondered what could have changed. Or who had changed him.

She looked out at the dry and barren desert that went on for miles in front of her, feeling weary and lost. How long would she have to run before she began to feel like she'd survive without him? No matter, really. It was for the best. She was a hunted woman and would be until she figured out what more they wanted from her and there was definitely more. God help her if the company ever found out about the change. So far she was the only one who knew, but everyday it grew harder to hide it. She'd left Cash