Eliza Gayle Witch Bundle (paranormal romance) by Eliza Gayle (the reader ebook txt) 📕

last page of written notes and found what he was looking for. He, Denn, and Cash had a brief conversation about their family curse before Cash had taken off to find his runaway firestarter, Selene. From everything he’d heard, it sounded like the two of them had been through the wringer to become a couple. A mercenary trying to kill her, and a witch for hire after him. The very witch now lying in a bed upstairs. In the midst of all their running they’d discovered that Selene was the woman in the prophecy meant for Cash. Glad it was him and not Denn, that woman had been a handful.

Jake focused on Denn’s notes and read through the first part of the prophecy:

Two sets of male twins born with a dark curse. Unlimited power bequeathed to the four when used together. A seductive power that over time will destroy their souls. To fight the prophecy they must separate.

Denn’s fate worried him. Most days Denn was a good witch, helping people in need, pooling his resources with some of the other Bayou clans when a boost of power was needed to combat some form of evil in one way or another. But he’d seen days where Denn was different. Darker, edgier, even a little scary. He tried to hide it, but Jake had noticed it more than once. Those days were coming more often now…

Pushing those thoughts aside, he moved to the new piece of the puzzle that Cash had contacted Denn about. While the eldest brother Graelen’s mate, Rena, had actually figured out the meaning behind the first part through her job as a Tarot historian, a psychic had actually revealed the missing piece of the prophecy to Selene that put what was happening now in perspective.

Looking downward, he read through the passage:

Four women born at the same time on the same day. Empathic powers bequeathed to them all, intended to restore the balance between light and dark, if they can locate their mates.

Could it be possible? What were the odds that the answer for Denn just dropped in their laps?

He needed evidence, because Denn was far too logical to go there without proof. So he needed birthdays. He swiveled the chair to face the credenza behind him and powered up Denn’s laptop. Since Graelen didn’t know about he and Denn living together he’d have preferred to call Cash for help. But he had no idea how to get a hold of him. So, he had to e-mail Graelen, and pretend to be Denn. He sure hoped his hunch was right or he was going to be dealing with one pissed-off witch. Maybe two.

He typed out a message, asking for Rena’s birth date. He told Graelen he had a lead on someone but he needed more information before he could be sure. He kept the message brief and to the point. No point in getting himself in any deeper than he had to. Hitting the send key, he leaned back in the butter soft leather chair to wait.

One of these days all his hard work was going to blow up in his face, and for some strange reason he dreaded that day. What had seemed like a simple plan had turned into a complex situation. He never thought he’d have a relationship like this with a man. He’d spent the better part of his adult life avoiding any relationships and the complications that came with them.

“What are you doing, Jake?”

Jake’s elbow slipped from the edge of the desk at the sound of Denn’s voice behind him. He straightened in the chair, turned and looked up to see his lover hovering in the door, watching him with droopy eyes and sleep tussled hair. Jake’s cock jerked against his lower abdomen. That look warmed his blood and threatened to send him into a full boil.

“I needed to do some research online, hope you don’t mind?” Now that he had some time to kill his mind wandered to other less troubling things. Like Denn’s cock in his mouth.

“No, I don’t. What are you researching?” He crossed to the leather chair in front of the desk and sank down, swinging his legs so his bare feet rested on the edge of the desk.

Jake reluctantly let go of the fantasies he’d begun to imagine. “Our little resident witch, as a matter of fact.”

Denn’s eyes narrowed, becoming more alert. “What exactly are you looking for?”

“Answers, plain and simple. There has to be a reason why she isn’t healing properly. You’ve said it yourself, she should be awake by now. It’s as if something is draining her just as she starts to get better.” Jake stood from his chair and paced in front of the computer, watching for a response to arrive.

“So what have you come up with? Anything?”

“Yeah I think so. I’m just waiting on confirmation.” Jake turned away from Denn, avoiding his knowing gaze. He really didn’t want to get into this yet. Not until he heard back from Grae.

“Why am I getting the impression that I’m not going to like your theory, Jake?”

With a sigh Jake turned and looked at him. How did he tell the man he had growing feelings for, that the woman lying in the bed upstairs might be his empathic mate? He scrubbed his hands over his face in dread. An emotion he dared not name stabbed through his chest. He wasn’t sure he was too thrilled about it either.

“I’m not sure how you’ll feel—” A familiar chime sounded behind him, signaling incoming mail. Letting his answer fade away, he turned back to the computer and opened the e-mail from Denn’s brother.

Hey Bro,

Her birth date is April 10th.

What’s up?

G

Jake sat back in his chair and let his head fall against the cool leather. Well, well, what a coincidence. Problem was, he really didn’t believe in coincidences, far too pat.

Denn watched Jake’s body movements carefully. Whatever he’d received in the e-mail either wasn’t what he expected or was really bad