Chasing Spells: The Last Witch Coven, #4
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When the cards were turned, I was gambling for my life. And my magic.
The flick of a wrist as I revealed my hand changed destiny. My destiny. The loss at the poker table was the first step onto my ultimate path. True, my siblings warned me about gambling. Our mission to expand the Last Witch Coven must never be jeopardised, they preached.
When you lose, you gain. The spiral of fate took hold when Athena held a gun to my head. A trapped woman desperately fighting for her freedom. Was she a goddess of war? Or a thorn in my side? Rescuing her could mean the end of me. And my magic.
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Chasing Spells - Rachel Medhurst
Chasing Spells
The Last Witch Coven – Book 4
By Rachel Medhurst
Copyright © 2015 by Rachel Medhurst
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CHASING SPELLS USED TO BE CALLED GEMINI – BOOK 4 IN THE ZODIAC TWIN FLAME SERIES. IT HAS BEEN RE-WORKED AND EDITED.
CONTENTS
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chasing Evil
Copyright
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Chapter One
Yes, I’ve got the money. Count me in.
The dealer raised his eyebrows. His sharp jaw clenched as his gaze swept over the other players. The dingy room was silent as they stared.
You doubt me?
My youth was held against me. It always had been.
I doubt you’ve got two balls, son, let alone ten grand.
The player that addressed me was well known. His blue eyes pierced through me, searching for the truth... or bluff. His blond hair was slicked back from his forehead. He was only ten years older than me, but he had been gambling for much longer. He was a pro.
Trust me, I’ve got two balls. I’ll show you later, if you’re lucky.
I smirked at the laughter of the other players. Confidence was a must in the life of a professional gambler. There was a reason the name ‘poker face’ had come about.
Okay, he can play.
Liam, the one with all the power, snapped his fingers.
The dealer shuffled the cards and dealt them onto the plain wooden table. The set up was simple. The people were hard. Their jaws set. Their lips pulled into a straight line.
This isn’t some friendly game, Guy, you better not be lying about having the money.
Sniffing, I scooped up the cards and glanced at my hand. The corner of my lip threatened to lift when I studied the numbers and suits. Stilling the motion, I flicked the bit of fluff that landed on the table next to my tumbler of whiskey.
The final play started. The palms of my hands dampened. Ten thousand pounds was a lot of money to lose. London was a harsh city. A cold place at night when there wasn’t a roof over your head.
Fold.
The last of the other players bowed out of the game.
I looked up. My gaze clashed with my new archenemy. He raised one eyebrow and flicked his hand at the dealer. He nodded after swapping in two cards. He didn’t need to say anything. The dealer knew him well.
The other four people in the room watched as I swapped out three cards. It was a risky call. A call that I hoped would pay off.
Flipping the cards into my hand, I scanned them. My heart thundered in my chest as I kept my reaction concealed inside of me.
Nodding, I let them know that I was ready to play. Blondie’s eyes squinted before he laid his hand down first. I bit my lip as I let my cards fall to the table. The gasp in the room filtered to me before the blood rushed to my ears. He had won.
Thank you, boys,
he declared.
His seat scraped against the floor as he pushed back and reached for the cash in the middle of the table.
I’ll expect payment from you soon,
he said to me.
His suit was pristine. The navy jacket hung on his broad shoulders as he done up the button. He moved a hand over his slick mousey hair as he bid farewell to the penniless people now slumped in their seats around the table.
When he reached the door, he turned back. I know where you live, Guy.
Standing too, I pulled back my shoulders. I would not let him intimidate me. He was just another gambler, like me. There was nothing special about him.
You’ll have your money.
He stepped out, letting the door shut behind him.
I’m buggered,
one of the other players stated.
I shared his sentiment. I had no idea why I had agreed to play high stakes. My low stake games had been going well. I was developing my skill and winning out every time. Now, I was also buggered.
It’s been good playing with you, boys,
I said, leaving the smell of despair behind as I exited the private room and headed home.
What had I been thinking? I knew I could win. But I didn’t. How had I not won? My hand was excellent. But his hand was better. He swiped my life from under me. Where would I get ten thousand pounds from?
A taxi pulled up next to me as I started to walk.
You need a ride, Guy?
The driver was my regular man. He drove me around London. Usually to wherever the new woman that hung off my arm lived. His brow was furrowed as he watched, his car crawling along beside me.
Not today. I’m going to walk home. Thank you.
It was unusual to have a taxi driver know your every move. The man had probably waited outside the private rooms just for me.
Here, take this.
I dug a tenner out of my pocket and shoved it through the open window.
He tutted and stopped the car, jumping out when I didn’t wait. Falling into step beside me, he started to whistle.
What are you doing?
I asked, coming to a standstill.
Something is bothering you. I consider myself to be your friend now.
His gaze narrowed on me as I rubbed a hand over my clean jaw. And...?
Smiling kindly, he grabbed my hand and shoved the note into my palm. And, I have a feeling you are going to be needing this.
He jogged back to the car as I stared after him. Speeding away, he left me standing on the pavement in central London. He was right. I was going to need the tenner. I was going to need quite a few more tenners if I didn’t want to end up dead.
My phone started to ring. Swiping the screen, I held it to my ear.
Why are you calling me so late?
I answered.
My sister, Clarie, huffed down the phone. I need your help. I’ve just had a phone call. Where are you?
Her hurried words made the hair on my arm rise. Surely my opponent didn’t know anything about my siblings?
I’m on my way home, why?
If only the taxi driver still bugged me. I could have got home a lot quicker if I’d asked him to drop me off.
I’m sorry for putting you in this position, but it’s Matt. He’s in danger.
My hand formed a fist as a gust of wind swept around me. I swallowed as I pushed down the anger and the wind died away. It was no good losing it in the middle of the street. I didn’t want my magic to set off a tornado.
Where is he?
Her sigh vibrated into my ear. He’s... here...
In our home?
I spat.
Matt had been in allegiance with our warlock enemy. Eight of us lived together in one big apartment in London. My siblings, who weren’t actually related by blood, were elemental witches with magical powers. We were the last witch coven after all other witch lines died out. We lived with the secret of a mission that we had to complete before we died. The mission was important to us all. A curse, placed on us by a long gone witch elder, forced us to come back to earth after every lifetime in order to bring pure magic back to earth. We had to find our soulmate, a human with dormant witch blood, to unite with in order to grow the coven. All eight of us had to achieve the union before the curse could be broken. So far, the warlocks, who wanted us to fail, had managed to thwart our attempts to succeed. They used what little magic there was for their own gain, turning it black.
After many discussions with my siblings about our mission, I had decided that we had to do what we had to do.
Guy, are you there?
Clarie had been talking. My brain churned as I walked. I wasn’t ready to take on her crap as well as my own. I had just lost ten thousand bloody pounds. There was a chance that we would lose the house because of my carelessness.
I swallowed as my breathing increased. Yes, I’m here,
I replied when her whinging got louder. Is Alex there? Why are you ringing me?
I had three brothers and four sisters. Three of them had already found their soul-match. Alex was the one that took charge. The natural leader.
Everyone’s asleep. I can’t drag them into this.
Shaking my head, I took the phone away from my ear to whistle a taxi as it came past.
But you can drag me into it? What about Theo? He’s become your best buddy recently.
Climbing into the car, I shouted my address to the cabbie.
He has Kerry in his room. They’re...
I don’t need to know. I’m in a cab. I’ll be back soon.
My head dropped back onto the headrest as I hung up the phone. The driver was quiet as we made our way across London.
Nick was the name of our enemy. He was determined to stop us from getting with our soul-match. It was his mission in life, to stop pure magic returning. Apparently.
Matt had worked for Nick until we had kidnapped him. He had formed some sort of attachment to Clarie while in our care. Even though he was married.
Thank you,
I said to the driver as I handed him the tenner I still clutched in my hand and made my way inside. One thing was for certain. I needed a stiff drink before I was roped into whatever Clarie had planned.
Chapter Two
Where is he?
Gulping the whiskey down, I refilled the glass. Clarie grabbed the bottle out of my hand and put it back in the cupboard.
I need your full attention. Nick has threatened to kill Matt. He wants his men to find him and-
So what?
Why should I care what happened to the man who worked for our enemy. He was a weak man that had no interest in anything other than himself.
I can’t let him die-
Where is he?
Why was he not talking to me himself? Surely he should take control, not Clarie. She was getting way too caught up in him.
In the front room,
Clarie said, gesturing behind us.
The kitchen area was dark. Clarie was quiet as she spoke, but I wasn’t worried about being heard. In fact, I was tempted to wake Alex up. He would have a field day.
Let’s go and have a chat, shall we?
I said, opening the cupboard and getting the whisky back out. I needed to be drunk to even think about helping him.
Please don’t be harsh on him.
Ignoring her plea, I opened the door and spied Matt sitting on the sofa. Clarie followed me in, closing the door behind her.
I’ve not had a very good evening so you better make this quick. I’m pretty tired.
Lowering myself into one of the armchairs, I scratched my smooth jaw.
Matt glanced between us, his gaze resting on Clarie’s clasped hands.
Nick has put a bounty on my head. He wants me caught and taken to him so he can execute me. He thinks I’ve betrayed him.
Running a hand over his cropped dark hair, he glanced between the pair of us, unable to keep his gaze trained on one thing. He licked his lips and squeezed the material of the sofa between his fingers. He was a man afraid for his life.
And what do you want us to do about it?
I gulped a mouthful of whiskey straight out of the bottle. If I couldn’t find ten grand in a week, I would be in the same position as him. Maybe I should be a little sympathetic.
Alex offered me protection before...
His sentence trailed off as I raised my eyebrows.
Why were they talking to me? Alex was the one who had made the offer. I wasn’t in control of what anyone else did. I was simply a gambler. Just one of the men that lived in Alex’s shadow.
So, go and wake him up and take him up on his offer.
It’s not that simple,
Clarie said. A lot has happened since he said that. I thought that you could have a word. You seemed to be getting on a bit better with him...
She stopped speaking when I snorted a laugh.
I wasn’t sure what world she believed we were living in. Alex and I were amicable because we had to be. We were brothers. I respected him. He had coped much better than I could have when he’d had his accident. I had stepped in for a while. He was grateful for the work I did, but that hadn’t made us best mates.
Please, talk to him for us. You can wait until the morning.
If it’s to do with my marriage,
Matt added. I separated from my wife-
I don’t care about that.
I couldn’t criticise Matt for wanting Clarie when he was married. I had been with my fair share of married women. It wasn’t something I was proud of. It came with the territory.
Nothing has happened between us,
Clarie said, glaring at the dark haired man. But I can’t see him hurt. Will you speak to Alex or not?
My head rolled back onto the comfortable cushion of the armchair. Ugh. As frustrating as it was, I wanted to help. How could I say no? I would do anything for my siblings. They were the world to me. Even if they didn’t know it.
Where’s the fun Guy gone?
Clarie tried a different tactic.
A small smile lifted my lips as my eyes closed. All that money... gone. In one single hand. I was sure I would win. Okay. I’ll talk to him in the morning.
Clarie jumped up, came around the back of the chair and threw her arms around me from behind, squeezing me in a half attempted hug. I patted her arm, sighing when she let me go and they left the room. I didn’t know where he would sleep, and I didn’t care. As long as they left me alone to my thoughts, and maybe a nap, I would be happy.
What are you doing in here?
the voice woke me.
I jerked, looking around to try and figure out where I was. Theo stood in front of me in a pair of boxers. His muscles were bigger than they had ever been. His new job had made him fitter than any of the lads. Alex and Lee would be pissed that he could give them a run for their money now.
Frowning, I glanced down at my crumpled suit.
Snoozing.
The reply was delayed as I brushed my shirt to try and straighten the wrinkles. It didn’t work so I undid the buttons instead.
Kerry didn’t stay over so there was no need to avoid the bedroom.
The