[Southern Arcana 1] Crux (33 page)

Absolutely.”

“Well, that makes one of us, because I’m not sure I’m that strong.” In any other situation, he wouldn’t have doubted his resolve for a second, but this… “A lot of the wolf Seers have had to be put down, Mackenzie, like dogs, and they’d lived their entire lives with that power.”

She crossed the grass between them in three long steps and slid into his lap, her knees on either side of his hips. Her hands skated over his arms and shoulders to cup his face. “I trust you,” she whispered again. “You’ll stay strong because of me. For me. You’ll do what you have to do and break the spell, and we can spend the rest of our lives practicing having sex without me breaking the furniture.”

“I’m not joking, Mackenzie.” He caught her wrists and glared at her. “It’s not funny.”

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“Do you know what he said he was going to do to me?” Her voice lowered to a harsh whisper. “He was going to get a psychic. One strong enough to control me. Marcus was supposed to think I’d changed my mind, and I’d be trapped in my head dying a little every day while Charles’s psychic paraded me around like a puppet. That’s what that man is willing to do to me if he gets his hands on me. I will do anything to keep it from happening, no matter how much danger it puts me in.”

He closed his eyes against the wave of rage he expected, but he only felt tired. “We have to do it. So you can be safe.” He rubbed her wrists and released them. “It’s the only way.” She kissed his forehead. “Don’t doubt yourself so easily, Jackson. Every instinct I have tells me that you’ll keep me safe. And I won’t exactly be helpless as a huge cat.”
If only you could stop me if I needed it.
“I’ll talk to Alec.

He’ll help.”

“We’ll end this. We can do it, Jackson. Together.” He nudged her, and she slid from his lap to her feet and held out her hands. He rose, his heart feeling lighter. “Yeah.

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Jackson was so tired he might not have heard his cell phone ringing, but Mackenzie jabbed him in the side with her elbow. “Make that stop.”

He grabbed for the phone and nearly knocked it off the nightstand. The backlit display showed a familiar name and number. “Shit. It’s Wesley Dade. I forgot to call him back.” Mackenzie mumbled something and snuggled closer to his side as he flipped open the phone.

Wesley’s voice crackled out of the speaker before he got a chance to answer. “Jesus fuck, Holt. It takes an act of God to get you on the phone.”

“Alec got your message, but I’ve been covered over.” He sat up, careful to keep his voice low. “What’s going on?”

“Covered over and then some. What the hell did you stir up? My head’s gonna split open from all the visions of terror and chaos I’m getting nailed with thanks to you.” The hair on the back of his neck rose, and his lips felt numb as he murmured, “Care to explain, Dade?”

“Started two days ago. Who the fuck did you piss off, Jackson? I’m talking serious damage. Everyone you ever knew is going to die if you don’t stop doing whatever you’re doing. I mean
everyone
. That hot-ass chick who bought Mahalia’s, your cute little assistant, her cousin, your partner, your God damn
parents
—”

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“What the fuck?” His heart shuddered to a halt before resuming its furious pounding. Nick, Alec, Kat, his family…

“Fucking hell. Christ. Okay. What’s happening? What have you seen?”

He felt the bed shift behind him even as Wesley continued, “I don’t know, man. Magic. Unholy wrath of God, smite the wicked
magic
. Maybe not rain of fire or locusts in the streets, just this knowledge. Something’s coming for them.

It’s big and bad and scary, and it wants you to hurt.”

“Yeah, it does.” He slid out from under the covers and grabbed his pants. “How soon?”

“Couple days at the most. Maybe not even that. Listen, man, you should get the fuck out of town.” Mackenzie handed him his shirt and slid past him to kneel in front of her own bag. Jackson tried to slow his breathing and focus. “I’m already gone. If you don’t hear from me in a week, talk to Alec. Tell him I owed you, big time. He’ll take care of it.”

“Okay, Holt. Just be careful. You pay me too much to end up dead.”

“Will do, Dade.” He closed the phone with cold fingers and tossed it on the bed while he tugged on his jeans. “How much of that did you catch?”

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She’d already pulled on a pair of slacks and was adjusting the strap of her bra. “All of it, I think. Can we get out of here without Alec hearing us?”

“Not likely.” He stepped closer and pulled her body to his. “But, since we’re going to steal his car, I’d better make it work.” Jackson closed his eyes and mumbled the Latin words that comprised one of the first incantations Mahalia had taught him. A wave of magic swept over them both, and he lifted his lids. “Don’t scream or slam any doors, and we’ll get out.”
We
have to. For all their sakes.

Mackenzie rocked up on her toes and kissed him once, hard. Then she snatched a plain black T-shirt and jerked it over her head. With her shoes in one hand and her duffle bag in the other, she nodded to him. “Let’s go.” They crept down the hall, and Jackson took Alec’s keys from the hall table. He handed them to Mackenzie. “Go. I need to leave a note, at least. Tell him we’re okay.” She nodded, and he grabbed the notepad by the extension phone. It took him only seconds to scribble a few words.

Dade said Talbot was going to kill us all, so gather
everyone and be on the lookout. Hopefully, we’ve fixed it by
leaving. Sorry about the car, but this is important.

He left the note on the pad and closed the door gently.

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far away as we can in a couple of hours and do the binding spell.”

Mackenzie pulled something out of her bag. It was a small charm, one that looked like the talismans Michelle and Mahalia had created to get by Charles’s wards. “I brought this too. I remembered how everyone kept talking about how you could track someone. This is the charm Charles made. I thought you could use it to find him.”

He tried to smile. “Good thinking. I can use it.”

“We can do this, Jackson.” She dropped the charm into the console between them and reached out to touch his leg.

“We’re going to do it.”

“Yeah.” He headed for I-10 and covered her hand with his. “Yeah, we are.”

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Mackenzie dumped the takeout containers on their motel room’s tiny, scratched table and stretched her arms over her head. “Okay. Let’s eat and you can explain to me how this works.”

Jackson double-checked his notepad and the small bags of herbs in front of him. “Not much to explain. Like May said, it’s a fairly simple spell. The tricky part is finding someone willing to go along with it.”

“Uh-huh.” Even though they’d been sitting for the last few hours, she sank into a chair and reached for the box of chicken fingers. “So you’re going to do something that sort of makes us one person. But it won’t kick in until I shift forms?”

“Right. When you shift, the spell will take effect. You won’t be able to shift back until I release you.” She nibbled distractedly on the chicken, but most of her earlier appetite had fled. “But I’ll be me, right? I mean, I won’t be a wild animal.”

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“You’d have to stay in cougar form without shifting back for a long, long time before you started to lose touch with your human side like that.”

“Okay. So, you hold the spell.” She tossed the chicken finger down and said the one thing they’d been avoiding.

“And I kill him.”

“Hell, no.” Jackson leaned back in his chair. “I do the spell and then shoot his ass. Or give him a convenient heart attack, or any number of cool things I’ll probably be able to do as a temporary Seer. You’re my backup, sweetie, not the brute force.”

Her temper flared and she curled her fingers around the arms of her chair in an attempt to keep from tangling them in his shirt. “Well that just seems downright stupid, Jackson, since I’ve got a lot more brute force than you do right about now.”

“You absolutely do, and we might need it. But unless we do, I want you as far away from this shit as possible. I don’t know how practiced Talbot is with fighting as a cat. One lucky swipe at you, and he could take us both down.” It was logical, even reasonable. But every instinct in her body protested that she needed to
fight
. She needed to protect Jackson, because he was hers. She closed her eyes. Her fingers hurt as she slowly uncurled them from the arms of the chair.

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“Okay, I’ll be backup. But you’re not stashing me somewhere.

We’re doing this together.”

When she opened her eyes he gave her a lopsided grin.

“Wouldn’t do me much good not to bring my backup to the fight, darlin’.”

She didn’t want to laugh, but she couldn’t help it. “Fine.

You cast the spell, you shoot him, and we go home before Alec and Mahalia track us down and kill us.” He rubbed a hand over his forehead and stared at the notebook on the table. “At this point, I’m looking forward to the angry yelling. It’ll mean we won.”

“Yeah, I’ll remind you of that when Nick finds out about what we did.”
Just please be alive to yell at us.
She sipped her own soda. It was room temperature and flat, but it helped her suddenly dry mouth. “We should do it. Now. So we can figure out a backup plan in case it doesn’t work.”

“It’ll work.” His retort seemed almost automatic. “But we may as well do it. Once we have the spell in place, I can use that talisman to locate Talbot. Then we’ll go find the bastard.” Mackenzie closed the box of food, shoved it aside and pushed the table aside for good measure. She rose from her chair and crossed the space between them in one step. “Kiss me first.”
In case something happens.
“Kiss me, Jackson.

Promise me we’re going to go home after this and do normal things like go on actual dates.”

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Jackson pulled her onto his lap. “Dates. Bowling and bad movies and maybe, if Nicky and Gabriel get their shit figured out, a couple of double-dates. I promise.” He stroked her hair back from her forehead and brushed his lips over hers. “I promise.”

“Good.” She whispered the word against his lips, tilted her head to kiss him, long and deep and desperate. Jackson met her need with his own, twining his tongue with hers, one hand splayed across her back and the other wrapped in her hair.

Finally, he broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers. “Still want to do this?”

No.
“Yes. I trust you.”

He patted her leg. “All right. Open the window, okay?” Mackenzie slipped from his lap with one last kiss. The motel they’d found wasn’t a high-class establishment, had in fact been chosen based on its willingness to accept cash and no names. At some point someone had painted over the window, and she braced herself and shoved as hard as she could.

The window flew up with a dangerous rattle, and a crack webbed across the corner of the glass. “Shit. I keep forgetting.”

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dried herbs onto a sheet of aluminum foil. It looked like something out of a Hollywood movie about drugs, especially when he pulled a lighter from his pocket and set the green mounds ablaze. “Come here.”

The smell threatened to overwhelm her from ten feet away. She wrinkled her nose and tried to breathe through her mouth. “Okay, that’s not going to make me high, is it?”

“It’s hyssop and meadowsweet,” he murmured,

“moistened with a little lavender infusion to make it smudge.

You won’t get high, but your eyes will burn. It can’t be helped.”

She watched smoke waft from the pile of herbs on aluminum foil. “So what do I have to do?”

“Just…concentrate on me.” He held up his hands, his palms toward her. “Put your hands on mine and focus on me.” In spite of her conviction and trust, her hands trembled.

They looked tiny compared to Jackson’s, delicate and pale and incapable of containing the kind of strength they held now.

She pressed her palms to his and drew in a breath when she felt his energy tickle against her. “I—I can feel the magic—”

“Shh.” He closed his eyes with a deep inhalation and whispered, “
Geminare
.” A faint golden light flared between their palms and settled into a steady glow. Jackson looked at her. “Breathe.”

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She inhaled instinctively, and the light between them disappeared. “Is that—”

“It? Yeah.” He dropped his hands and glanced over at the table and the smoldering herbs. “For now. But that was just the groundwork. The real fireworks should happen when we activate the connection.”

“Which I do by shifting.” She glanced at her T-shirt and slacks. “I’m going to put on something easier to get out of, in case I have to do it in a hurry. I can’t forget Steven’s cautionary tale of the cougar trapped in underwear.” Jackson’s faint smile vanished. “Yeah, probably not the best plan of action.”

She watched as he picked up a bottled water and extinguished the herbs. His shoulders were set in a stiff line, and he heaved a sigh before turning to face her. “Did Mahalia make you feel bad? I should have asked before.”

“No, she tried real hard not to, but God, Jackson. Under the circumstances, I wouldn’t blame her if she hated me.”

“She doesn’t.” He sank into the chair again and rubbed his hands over his face. “I think she always thought there’d be time for them. Now she doesn’t have that. It’s not you.” There was a lesson to be learned from that, too.