“Ah, I am, as I have tried to make you understand, extremely skilled and knowing,” he said softly.
“Okay, I go to Trinity, it is called Trinity…did you know that?” I teased, beginning to enjoy this Dark Warlock, and really understanding why my grandmother fell in love with him.
“Do you doubt it?” He chuckled.
I grinned. “Okay, then what?”
“You close that portal immediately. You don’t leave it to close on its own, as you have been doing.”
“Why?”
“Just listen, Bobbie Skye, and learn,” he answered.
I eyed him ruefully. “Okay, okay…go on.”
“Lisa imprisoned your vampire in a realm—Trinity, where he could survive comfortably. She knew he did not live on human blood. Thus, she created a simple portal to go in…and one other thing, you don’t have to be at the border to return here to the Human Realm, once...”
“What? What are you saying? I don’t…”
He put up a finger. “Do not interrupt me, child.”
I lowered my gaze. It occurred to me that had my grandmother lived, he would have been my step-grandfather. “Right,” I said.
“MacLeod cannot return via the same portal that he stepped through to Trinity. That portal was made to send him there, but not return him. That is the simplicity of the spell. So, yes, you hit on the very spell Lisa used to open a portal and send him to Trinity, however, any other portal would have allowed you to enter and take him home.”
I gasped. “Are you kidding me? So what do I do? How do I do this? What other portal would be best?”
He laughed and said, “Bobbie Skye, you are an amusing child. I find I like you...more than I should. However, you must understand how skilled your grandmother was. She used one portal to send him to Trinity and that meant any portal, any at all, except that single portal, could be used to bring him home, as long as it was opened by herself or someone of her bloodline.”
I was absolutely stunned. The answer had been there all along. Another portal…any portal!
I put the books on the ground and pushed them to his side of the Blood Ward. “Thank you, Beyland. You know what I think…I think my grandmother would have taken you back in the end, just as you are. I see what she saw when she fell in love with you and as wicked as you may be, or have been, there is a Light in you…I see it.”
He looked away, so I continued, “I think she would have come to realize that she fell in love with who you are, Dark and Light.”
“Go now and save your vampire, Bobbie Skye,” he said softly.
“What are you going to do with those notes?” I asked, and looked up at the sky, which had become overcast. The clouds were thickening and turning black, and I felt a brush of drizzle. I was pretty certain it was about to rain—hard.
“Ramon can’t use this serum as it is. He has lived on human blood too long, but he thinks he can alter the formula to accommodate that aspect. I mean to taunt him with these notebooks. I mean to get him to renege on his Blood Oath so that I will be free of mine, and then I will take him and his beloved Allora and torture them for years…years of pain and a minimal amount of animal blood—just enough to keep them alive until the day I open the curtains and let in the sun to wash over them and burn them to a crisp.” He eyed me defiantly. “Does that answer your question?”
“Yeah and though I’d open that curtain sooner than you mean to, sure, do it your way…sounds good to me,” I said. When had I become so bloodthirsty, I wondered.
~ Eighteen ~
I WATCHED HIM STEP INTO his ice cold, dark portal to his special room in another realm, where I was sure he would store the day-walker notebooks while he played his games.
I started back down the driveway towards the house when all at once I felt a hand on my shoulder before I went flying through the air!
I landed hard on my back, on the gravel driveway. Ouch!
Allora stood over me, a gleam of hatred in her eyes, and my first thought was, Well, that answered that. She is immune to the Blood Ward.
“Well, what is your business with Beyland?” she screamed. “I saw him here. I saw him go into his portal. You were there…talking to him!”
“Oh, we are old friends. He stopped by to say hello,” I said casually.
“Liar!” she screamed, and her eyes were flame red.