Blood and Redemption (Cassandra Myles Witch Series) Read Free

making me drink, I feel better than fine.”
    “Then let’s talk.” We sat on one of the many benches that were strategically placed around the garden.
    That was way too easy. I thought he would tell me I needed more time to heal. I squinted my eyes, trying to see if this was some sort of a trick, but all I got back from Quintus was a tired smile.
    “Okay, why is Lucius avoiding me? I’ve tried a couple times to talk to him and he doesn’t even let me get near him.” He took my hand and held it on his lap. He looked down at our interwoven hands so long I was about to ask if he was okay, when he finally answered me.
    “He doesn’t want to hurt you. The day I found him in your room was terrible. He wanted to take his life. Lucius has always been in control. Even as a young vampire, he had more control than most. He could go days without drinking. I thought maybe part of it was because he was my son. He had been given very old blood.”
    He stopped and brushed the hair from my eyes. His cool hands cupped my face and he laid a chaste kiss on my forehead. He stared into my eyes, then shook his head and continued.
    “That was just ego. It was Lucius all the way. Now all his control is gone and he’s lost. It’s probably similar to when we lost our magic, except he has the potential to be a very powerful killing machine. He doesn’t trust himself and he shouldn’t.”
    “I don’t think he would hurt me.” I knew I was being stubborn about it, but I couldn’t believe in my heart that he would harm me.
    “The old Lucius would never harm you. With the man he has become, it’s you who is most at risk. His hunger and lust are mixed and that’s all he experiences when he sees you.”
    I blushed. I knew Lucius wanted me—he had made that clear—but I didn’t expect Quintus to throw it out there so casually.
    “Maybe if I give him more of my blood?”
    “While I think you’re the most unique and exquisite woman in the world, your blood is still the same as any other. His thirst is unquenchable. Na’min has given us some hope. He says there is only one known cure for a goblin bite and that is to drink the blood of the goblin king. The goblin king is not known for his generosity. He has never willingly given the cure to anyone. So if we are to get this cure, it will have to be by force.”
    “Then we’ll go there and do whatever it takes to bring him back here so Lucius can drink him dry.”
    Quintus’ eyes started to glow and his fangs came down. “I would enjoy nothing more.”
    He wanted this as much as I did. We would do this together.
    “So what’s our next step?”
    “We get you ready to meet Mab. I will train you to control that magic of yours and Killian is my combat expert. Normally, it would be Lucius, but for obvious rea sons that’s not an option. He’ll give you a crash course in hand-to-hand combat and in how to use a gun. It’s unlikely you will ever get close enough to Mab to use anything like that, but it doesn’t hurt. Na’min will help by filling us in on every minute detail he knows about the dark fae, and especially Mab.”
    The fae world had been sealed off from ours over two thousand years ago to protect humans from their meddling. Since that day, their world had been slowly dying. Everything, including the fae themselves, was made of magic, so when the source was shut off, their whole world withered. Na’min was a prince in the fae seelie court and one of the first to notice the change.
    When he finally convinced the queen that things were dire , she agreed to use the last reserve of magic to send him through the fae door. Against all odds, he made it through and arrived in the wolf compound. In exchange for a rare magical artifact and riches beyond comprehension, they agreed to help him with his quest.
    When I had the geis removed and got my magic back, it seemed like his solution had finally arrived, but when the door was opened, it wasn’t a hero’s welcome that greeted him.