One Warlock's Love Story: All Knight Long by Walker Shad O

Author:Walker, Shad O. [Walker, Shad O.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Torquere Press, Inc.
Published: 2013-08-06T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

When Zander came to, his family was standing all around. His mother, his father, his grandmother Nasha, his uncle Siran -- whose wife Finity was holding a crystal globe the size of a soccer ball -- and even his annoying older cousin Waverly all stood around him.

“Zandy, you really took a nasty knock to your head.” His mother dabbed at his forehead with a cool, damp rag.

“We’re just glad that you are all right,” his Aunt Finity added. She was married to his father’s brother, and Zander always admired the way she carried herself; never the one to gossip about another witch or warlock, she always came to Zander’s defense when Waverly’s taunting became too much to stand.

Waverly sneered. “I told you that he would run away screaming.” Aunt Finity hushed him and explained that the family had covered the entire estate in protective charms, cloaking potions and illusion spells. They would be invisible to anyone outside the spell. The supernatural world was abuzz with news of the attacks, and everyone from the district coven representatives to the regional coven leader had advised congregating and going underground as quickly as possible. Technology didn’t work behind the veil of such strong magic, so Zander’s family couldn’t send or receive calls. His parents had wanted to go looking for him, but that, too, had been discouraged under penalty of magical law.

“We prayed that you would come home,” his mother cried.

“Where the hell did you go?” Waverly asked. “I looked for you all over the Litha before and after the attack.”

It was easier for Zander to just not respond to Waverly. He didn’t know what his parents had and had not deduced, and he didn’t want to give them any more information by saying too much.

“We were worried sick about you,” his father added.

Zander felt a pang of guilt. “I’m sorry. I got here as soon as I could.”

“We’re just glad that you’re all right,” Grandma Nasha replied.

Waverly sighed dramatically. “Isn’t anybody curious about where he was or why he had all of us worried sick all night?”

“Now isn’t the time,” Grandma Nasha scolded.

“That’s a nasty bump on his head, Crystal. Should I make a healing paste for him?” Aunt Finity asked, glancing periodically at her crystal globe.

His mother nodded, and Zander reached up to find a plum-sized knot on the center of his forehead, which somehow gave him a sudden headache.

“How long was I out?” Zander asked.

“Oh, not too long,” his mother assured him. He could tell that she was lying. Zander looked around the room at his family. He was glad that they were safe.

“Do we know who’s responsible for the attacks?” Zander tried.

His father hesitated. “Not yet, but the district coven representatives are working hard to find out.”

“The regional coven representatives told us to congregate as much as possible, so we came here to be with your family,” Uncle Siran added.

“So where’s everybody else?” Zander asked.

His father rattled off the various places that everyone was hiding, but Zander noticed that he hadn’t mentioned his Grandma Zoe.

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