Eliza Gayle Witch Bundle (paranormal romance) Eliza Gayle (moboreader TXT) 📖

“Jake, you okay?”

Jake slowly turned the chair to face him, his face solemn. “I’m right and I’m not sure how I feel about that.”

“What the hell are you talking about? What have you done?” Magick swelled in his body. An automatic defensive mechanism when his instincts screamed trouble. A bad feeling consumed him and he knew for sure he wasn’t going to like what Jake had to tell him.

“Relax, Denn, I haven’t done anything. I had a hunch, I checked it out, and now I know.” He tossed a piece of paper onto the desk at his feet. Denn picked it and read a message from his big brother Grae. While he read, Jake tossed down another item. Spying the driver’s license with Raven’s picture on it, things started to click. Tumblers fell in a pattern through his mind as if opening a lock. No. No. No.

Without looking at the license he lifted his gaze to meet Jake’s. This was clearly no joke.

“It’s true, Denn. She’s the one.”

“Well, fuck me.”

Jake snorted. “That’s one way to put it. But however you say it, you are royally screwed, my friend.”

Denn’s feet slid to the floor with a thunk. He roughly pushed his hands through his hair, frustrated as hell. “I can’t deal with this right now. She’s up there lying in bed still comatose, and I can’t figure out what my brother did to her or why she won't heal. I have tried every human medicine, as well as every spell and potion in my arsenal that makes even a fraction of sense. Yet, she lies there better one minute, worse the next. It’s driving me fucking nuts.”

“You have to think about it, Denn, don’t you see, man? Think it through. If she is your empath, what is her role in your life? Remember the prophecy.”

“According to my brothers, she would bring some sort of balance between my light and dark magick. Which she can’t do, by the way, if she is dead. I have to figure this out.”

“Come on, Denn, you’re better than this. Quit looking at the obvious and think. You heard your brother describe what his woman does to him, how he feels every time she touches him. What happens to you? When you touch her, what happens?”

His shifted uncomfortably in his chair. He so didn’t want to go there with his lover. He didn’t want to tell him that the texture of her smooth skin drove him insane with desire, or how her scent permeated his senses and clung there for days. He couldn’t admit to Jake that he could not get her out of his mind.

“Denn, look at me.” He raised his gaze once again and stared at the chiseled features of Jake’s face. His whiskey colored eyes that always reminded him of sex and pleasure every time he looked at them. “Do you think I don’t know? That every time you’re around her you get so hard it must hurt? Give me some credit, I’m not blind.”

“Stop it, Jake, I don’t want to hurt you. It means nothing.”

“Hurt me?” he laughed. “I’m not that insecure about us. I may not fully comprehend where we’re headed now that a woman you are destined to be with has entered the picture, but I still know how I feel and I suspect your feelings haven’t changed.”

“How can you take this so lightly?”

“You think this is light? Look at me, Denn, I have been pacing this house for days trying to figure out what to do. Now I can’t help but wonder if I should leave. Logically, stepping aside and letting nature take the course it had originally intended would be smart. Not that I’m none for doing the right thing.”

Denn stood and crossed to Jake in two long-legged strides, anger surging through him. “Don’t presume to know what I want. I haven’t asked you to leave and I’m sure as hell not planning to.” Heat leapt between the two men as Denn’s magick reached out for Jake and enveloped him in a haze of sensual need. “It took us too long to get used to our situation to throw it away now, wouldn’t you say?”

Jake stared at him, longing evident in his slitted eyes and the soft slash of his lips. Need gripped Denn by the balls. With the potent combination of anger and magick, he couldn’t resist Jake now if he tried. This close he already felt the heat of Jake’s skin soaking into him. He dipped his head and pressed a crushing kiss to his lover’s lips, forcing his tongue inside to revel in Jake's hot, masculine mouth.

A growl rumbled in his throat as the joining turned deeper and more intimate than before.

His thoughts strayed back to the luscious curve of ruby red lips tempting him with every sigh. The agony of those thoughts wrenched him away from Jake and forced him two steps back. “What are we going to do if she dies? What then? I might not have much time.” His voice came out harsher than he intended, but he had to break the moment or he would be fucking Jake right here in his office as he fantasized about the woman. Not a great scenario there, Denn.

“You’re still not listening, Denn. What I’ve been trying to tell you is I think the healing issue is basically because of who you are and who she is to you.”

Denn furrowed his brows at Jake.

“If she is meant to take on the negative aspects of your magick when you touch, maybe that is what is preventing her healing. Wouldn’t it make sense that right now she might not be strong enough to do her job?”

Finally Jake’s words hit home, the light bulb turned on and Denn knew. He’d noticed a difference in his magick since she’d been around, but he hadn’t ever considered it might have something to do with her. Fuck.

All the while he’d