by Bethany Shaw
Vampires have been killing witches for centuries. When Zak shows an interest in Cadence, her coven wants her to exploit it. Her mission is a success. She distracted him long enough for the witches to do a spell. The problem is they've both been sent back in time.
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His stormy blue eyes flashed golden and spidery black veins erupted around his temples. She took a step back as her heart kicked up a notch. He hadn’t harmed her yet but given his current mood that could change.
Sure, she was a witch, but her active powers were touch and go.
Zak closed his eyes, when he reopened them, they had returned to their normal silvery blue. He ran a hand through his dark hair, sending the short locks into tiny spikes.
“Where are we?” she asked, pushing her drenched hair out of her face as she glanced around. They were in the middle of nowhere. Trees stretched as far as she could see surrounding the icy pond. There was no light or signs of life.
Fantastic. She needed to get someplace warm and out of these wet clothes before she got hyperthermia.
He sighed, looking around the dark woods. “I don't know,” he said shaking his head. His gaze continued to drift around the woods as he took a few small steps toward the tree line.
She groaned. “Well, isn’t this just great.” She pulled her cellphone out of her coat pocket, praying the water hadn’t ruined it. She touched the phone and let out a breath she didn't know she was holding when the light illuminated. She started to dial but stopped when she heard Zak laughing.
She glared at him trying to ignore the way his wet shirt clung to his body. How did I not notice his muscles before now? Yes, that is what I should be thinking about right now. Not!
“I don't think that is going to work, sweetheart,” he sobered.
“Why not?” she hissed annoyed. He probably didn't want her calling her friends. He was probably enjoying this. Hell, if Liana hadn’t been involved, she’d think he set this whole thing up. But Zak’s mother would never do anything to help him. She was hell-bent on killing him and though she was here with him, it wasn’t Zak’s doing.
This was the only way he was ever going to get her alone. He should enjoy the moment while it lasted; she was getting out of here. He looked around again and blew out a breath as he dragged his hand through his hair again.
“Because I'm pretty sure the cellphone hasn't been invented yet.”