Rosalee gritted her teeth. “Let me make it easy for you. I. Don’t. Know. What. Book. You. Are. Talking. About... Bitch”
Dena tapped her foot. “The Grimoire of course. Iris’ Grimoire.”
Rosalee screeched in exasperation. “You crazy loon! I don’t even know what a Grimoire is!”
Dena sent another zap towards her. “Iris’ book of magic, I need it. Where the fuck is it?”
Rosalee panted trying to get over the residual pain. “I don’t know.”
“Bullshit! It has to be here somewhere.” Screamed Dena.
“What do you even want it for? Don’t you have your own magic book?” That’s it get the supervillain to reveal her evil plan, now she’s definitely going to kill me!
“I do, but Iris had a certain spell that I want.” Dena looked a little dreamy. “She had a spell that could make witches more powerful... and I want it!”
Rosalee stared at her in horror. “You mean the spell where witches kill other witches to take their power? The spell that my grandmother was killed over?”
Dena sneered at her. “You’re human, you wouldn’t understand.”
Rosalee felt herself becoming more and more angry. “I don’t have the fucking book. The only things I’ve thrown out are the things that your helper monkey destroyed when he decided to slaughter a cow in my house.”
Dena narrowed her eyes, watching Rosalee closely. She stood up and chewed her bottom lip. “You’re not lying are you?”
Rosalee glared at her.
“Where the fuck is it then?” Muttered Dena to herself stomping round the room, momentarily forgetting Rosalee was even there.
Rosalee made a last ditch effort to loosen the ropes tied around her arms and legs. No dice.
Dena stopped unexpectedly and stared ahead of her. “Fucking Liv... she must have taken it. Fucking hell!”
Frustrated Dena sent a zap at the wall behind Rosalee’s head. Rosalee bit her lip to stop herself from crying out.
Dena settled her vacant gaze on Rosalee, breathing hard. “I’m sorry about this Rosalee.” Her voice was hollow. She wasn’t sorry at all.
She went out of the room and Rosalee struggled at the bonds with renewed vigour. Please Adam where are you?
Dena came back into the room holding a knife. Where the fuck did that come from? Shit she brought it with her! Dena had a horribly serene expression on her face. She moved toward Rosalee.
Panic gripped Rosalee who sobbed loudly. No, no, no, no no! This was not how she was supposed to die, shredded by a nutter!
“Hey!” Yelled an irate voice behind her.
Dena looked up, a ferocious look in her eyes before they widened in surprise. She threw up her hands in a futile attempt to protect herself before an enormous zap of lightening pulsated through her throwing her off her feet and slamming her into the wall.
Heels clacked on the floor and soft hands gripped her shoulders.
“Ro?”
“Mom?”
Chapter Fourteen
Rosalee curled closer into Adam’s arms. They were snuggled up on his couch drinking tea. Or at least she was drinking tea, he was drinking coffee. He told her men drank coffee. She rolled her eyes and called him an idiot.
Her mom Violet was nestled into an oversized armchair. Adam had insisted that both Rosalee and Violet stay with them. Rosalee had readily agreed, she was officially done with the Bennett house. After everything she went through in that house there was no way she was going back.
Dena was in the hospital, the bolt of lightning sent through her had been agonising but not life threatening. Alec had called the Cos (Council of Supernaturals) and they had taken charge of Dena. Rosalee sincerely hoped a padded prison cell and life sentence were in the young witches future.
The witches had thankfully managed to ‘unenchant’ Dennis, who was a little dazed and fuzzy about everything he had done in the last few days but generally okay. His sister Dee had taken him home to recover.
Rosalee was thrilled at seeing her mother, and even more thrilled at her timing. Violet had been a little taken aback to find her daughter tied up and about to be stabbed by a crazed witch but had not faltered when her baby was in danger.
Violet was even more surprised to learn that her daughter was apparently the mate of the Grey wolf pack Alpha.
Violet however wasn’t particularly surprised to hear of the circumstances surrounding her mother Iris’ death, or Emerald Cole’s either for that matter.
Things had finally settled and now they could relax and catch up. Rosalee kind of would have preferred a little time alone with her mother but she knew that Adam’s wolf was too on edge to leave her alone.
“Oh mom, I’ve missed you.” Rosalee felt like she was a 6 year old little girl who had gotten lost in a department store and thought she would never see her mother again. She hadn’t realised how much she missed her.