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Magical Midlife Meeting (Leveling Up 5)

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“This is the perfect place to do it,” Nathanial said as another pulse of power made them all squirm again.

“When ye explained all this a month ago, it seemed pretty simple.” Niamh closed her magazine. “Like a shifter mating.”

“On the surface, yes, it is like a shifter mating.” Ulric nodded. “But there are some fundamental differences that I, myself, didn’t realize until it started happening.”

“Like what, then?” Niamh asked.

“She’s sending out pulses of power every so often. Calling us to her. Or sending us to the skies. Or urging us to join with our brethren and unite around her. Every ten minutes, it seems like, I’m getting a different directive, more and more intense, probably because I’m not doing any of it.”

“I don’t think she understands what she’s doing,” Nathanial said, “but she’s bringing her cairn together. She’s organizing her protection while she delights in her mating dance, which is more or less like a shifter, only much more violent.”

“She’s like a praying mantis?” Kace asked as Edgar sighed in satisfaction. He held the lopsided doily up to examine it.

“Not so much sexually violent,” Ulric said, “though I’d bet there would be a bit of that.”

“The shaking of the walls and light fixtures proves that, I should think,” Niamh said dryly. “That bit wasn’t the basajaun.”

The basajaun had called upon the mountain earlier to claim its vengeance, whatever that meant. It was a mountain, for heaven’s sake. What could it possibly do, besides collapse and kill them all?

Turned out, it could shake and roll and drop a few pebbles. Basically, theatrics. Mr. Tom hadn’t understood the point, other than to freak out their captors, and the basajaun could have just roared to achieve that much. Mages these days seemed a very fragile sort. Quite different from the ones he’d battled back before flushable toilets.

It was probably for the best, since mages currently dominated the magical world and kept bothering Ivy House and the miss. All the better if they were cowards.

“The violence portion was why she waited so long for him to prove himself,” Ulric said. “Gargoyles have always been on the front lines. They are strong and sure and powerful, and she must be their alpha. Which means she must be capable of handling violence. And, if necessary, thwarting it. Her beast wanted proof that her mate would do the same.”

“You don’t think an alpha shifter knows about being on the front lines and handling and thwarting violence?” Kace laughed and shook his head. “No gargoyle is going up against Austin Steele and winning, I’ll tell you that much.”

“Well, clearly one gargoyle is, ye donkey.” Niamh went back to her magazine. “She’s in there right now, going up against him. Surely enjoying herself while she does.”

“I wondered if she was hesitating because she worried about repeating the pattern of the past heirs,” Edgar said, standing and backing farther into the corner. It was very creepy in an endearing sort of way.

“I wondered that meself,” Niamh murmured. “Did she give him that protector’s magic yet? Do we know?”

“He couldn’t harness her magic.” Ulric leaned forward again as another pulse of magic moved through the air. “He’s not a mage.”

“He couldn’t harness the bulk of her magic, but the protector’s magic can be used by anyone, including someone non-magical,” Edgar said from his corner, still analyzing his handiwork. “The magic will customize to the recipient.”

“I wonder what that will look like with a shifter,” Ulric said, frowning.

“But he does get that protector’s magic, doesn’t he?” Mr. Tom asked.

“I guess we’ll see soon enough,” Ulric said.

“I wonder if he were to harness that magic,” Edgar said, scratching his head. “Could he use it to kill her?”

“Glass half-full, aren’t ye, boy?” Niamh said.

Ulric and Nathanial exchanged a look.

“He could’ve killed her ten times over by now,” Niamh said into the silence, not concerned. She was correct. “He could kill her with or without that magic. She’s given him ten opportunities since breakfast, and he’s a man that would know how to make it permanent. But he won’t, because he’s loyal to her, and that’s that. More magic will just make him better at his job.”

“He doesn’t know about the magic, does he?” Kace asked. “Not that I am trying to get into the alpha’s business.”

“He wanted to go blindly into the gargoyle mating ritual.” Mr. Tom turned a page, going back a page to read something he’d missed, then realized he’d missed all of it and just closed the book. “He wanted to experience it as it came. It sure made things awkward after he saved the day and then carried her through the halls in that…state.”

“He’s been in that state loads of times,” Niamh drawled. “He’s well aware that if he turns around too fast, with the size of that willy standing on end, he’s liable to take out a building.”



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