Untamed Fate (Magic Side: Wolf Bound 2)

Sorsha raised her eyebrows. “It seems you’re short on patience as well,

but I’ll bite.” She stood and sauntered over to the bookshelf along the back

wall, dragging her fingers over the spines. “The year was 1992. I was young

and experimenting with all sorts of drugs. You know how that goes.” She

glanced over her shoulder at me and winked.

Um, no, lady, I don’t. I smiled and nodded.

Her fingers stopped on a black leather tome, and she pulled it out.

“Anyway, on one of my vision quests, I met an entity in a place of dreams.

She was alluring and powerful, very persuasive, so I agreed to help her.”

“What does this have to do with the grimoire?” Jaxson asked, his patience

all but extinguished.

Keeping my eyes and smile locked on Sorsha, I slid my hand over the

couch and squeezed his thigh to shut him up. Jaxson tensed, and I felt his

gaze burning on my neck while I pondered how muscular his quad felt under

my grip. Shit.

Luckily, Sorsha was lost in her story and didn’t notice the exchange. “An

entity named Cavra is the author of the grimoire. She said she had beautiful

mysteries that she wanted to share with the world, but she needed a vessel.

She dictated the work, and I transcribed it.”

“And you just obliged?” Jaxson growled.

“I told you, she was persuasive, and I was young and enraptured with the

magical world.” She shrugged nonchalantly. “I might be able to help you for

the right price.”

She leaned forward and handed me the black book.

The rich leather was smooth and smelled of patchouli, and a silver

bookmark peeked out from the middle. Instinctively, I opened it to the

marked page, and shivers raised the hairs on my arms. A forested scene rose

from the pages, veiled in shadows of blue and green and silver. It looked like

a painting from a children’s fantasy story.

“If you agree, I can get you to the Dreamlands, where you’ll find Cavra. I