Chapter 15

Elly

Holding her grimoire out in front of him, he stared down at Elly. She couldn’t read the expression on his face but his aura was all over the place. It was like he had two auras in one. Both of them fighting for dominance.

“Are you sure you’re not a witch?” He asked again. This time his tone was unmistakable. She pushed herself up in the bed, suddenly aware of how naked she was.

“No. I mean I’m not. I can’t channel power the way they do.” She tried to explain but the more that came out the more confusing it sounded. That extra glass of wine was a huge mistake. He slipped off the bed and stared at the book in his hands.

“Elly, are you okay?” Cecily knocked on the door as she poked her head inside. Her eyes locked with the naked man standing in front of her and dropped down to the floor and then back up. The feeling of wanting to crawl into a hole was overwhelming. Elly snatched the blanket off the bed and pulled it over herself. “Rowan. I see you’ve met our dear Elly. She is