Spell-Weaver
“My symbols don’t function on command,” Summer said as she followed Mayhem, his impossibly broad back like a wall, his expression completely hidden from her.
“It’s not your symbols that will do the trick this time,” he said, his voice gruff, strained from the worry she’d seen when she’d first arrived.
“It’s not?” She had to practically jog to keep up with him, his long strides eating up the plush carpeting like he was running on a motor.
He stopped abruptly at a closed set of double ...doors and she nearly ran into him, coming up short and on her tiptoes. He laid his hand on the knob, cocked his head to the side to glance at her.
“You’re his mate, destined to be with him. I know you feel it. I can sense your need for him.”
“How…”
He raised his other hand, his action commanding. Now she understood what Dave had been talking about.MoreLess
“It’s not your symbols that will do the trick this time,” he said, his voice gruff, strained from the worry she’d seen when she’d first arrived.
“It’s not?” She had to practically jog to keep up with him, his long strides eating up the plush carpeting like he was running on a motor.
He stopped abruptly at a closed set of double ...doors and she nearly ran into him, coming up short and on her tiptoes. He laid his hand on the knob, cocked his head to the side to glance at her.
“You’re his mate, destined to be with him. I know you feel it. I can sense your need for him.”
“How…”
He raised his other hand, his action commanding. Now she understood what Dave had been talking about.MoreLess
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