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came up. Killing her would definitely be an inconvenience, albeit necessary. Motivated by her fear, his energy built. He took a few steps forward and stopped cold. His nephew Graelen stood in the doorway.

“Don't even think about it, Uncle. She is protected. Trust me, you won't like what happens the next time you try to hurt her.”

“How the hell did you get in here? Evil such as yourself shouldn't be able to cross the wards of my threshold.”

Graelen laughed. “What? You're not happy to see me? Maybe you should rethink your definition of evil once and for all before someone else gets hurt. I'm only here for one thing, and then I will go. I've come for my brother. Where is Cash?”

“I don't know what the hell you're talking about,” he countered icily. “I haven't seen your good for nothing twin in years and that's too soon for me.”

“Two weeks ago he left with plans to visit you, Uncle. He hasn't been heard from since.”

“And you think that has something to do with me?” He watched as Graelen's eyes blackened as dark as midnight. Energy crackled the room from them both.

“Stop it, both of you, before someone gets hurt. This is about Cash.” She stepped in between the two of them.

“Get out of my house now.” Despite his strong magick, he knew his nephew to be the stronger witch. Now was not the time for confrontation. He was a patient man and he had some new information to think about now.

“Let's go, Graelen. Cash isn't here. I can't feel even a trace of him.”

The Reverend caught the look that passed between them, telling him what he needed to know. He watched them go as he reviewed what had transpired. There was a bond between the two of them. She was of the prophecy and he'd led her straight to them.

Interesting…

Now, Cash was missing and somehow played an important role in this puzzle. This called for drastic measures. He needed to find Cash before they did, and he knew just the woman for the job.

To be continued…

Magick Ignited

Book two of the Pentacles of Magick series

a novella of erotic romance by

ELIZA GAYLE

Prologue

Wild grief tore at Cash as he drove away from his family home. Once again a tiresome prophecy and his vindictive uncle had driven him from the only place he cared about. As his motorcycle ate up the miles in front of him, the hollow place inside his soul widened as he left his twin and the woman Grae claimed as his empathic mate behind.

For his brother's sake, Cash hoped Grae was right. If she could balance Grae's magick then he could avoid their fate. As for his own fate, well, he had made his own choices and pushed his dark magick at every opportunity he could. Using had been his comfort and best friend for too long now—he couldn't turn back, couldn't stop using.

But he could confront the bastard that refused to give up. Find a way to stop him before one of his brothers got killed, or worse, used their black magick against him. No, Reverend Scott Cunningham had to be stopped before something really bad happened.

Cash nearly choked on the Reverend part of that. His uncle had managed to dupe thousands of people into joining his crusade all while he conspired against his own family. It seemed the closer to the edge he and his brothers got, the worse Scott became. The latest strike against Grae and Rena had turned deadly, leaving Cash to believe it was only a matter of time before someone else died.

Now he had to decide what would be the best approach to fix the issue. It would take a few days of riding to get there, so he had time to come up with a plan. Despite what most people thought of him, he wasn't nearly as rash and unpredictable as they said. He laughed. They was just another word for his nosy, interfering brothers.

His mind wandered back to Rena Gallagher and her theory of balance. She'd been hired by their uncle to study the family Tarot. According to her research, the Ten of Pentacles had clues depicted that meant more than what the prophecy actually foretold. The symbol they'd believed to represent the four brothers actually represented four women. Empaths. A woman meant for each of them.

Despite his behavior with Grae and Rena, there'd been a kernel of hope that had sneaked under the thick layer of rage he used to protect himself. The ceremonial joining with his brother, Grae had pushed their magick and experiences together, allowing him a glimpse into the power dynamic that flowed between he and his empath. Proving that, at least for his twin, it did seem possible, and his new mate could actually absorb the damage left behind every time Grae was forced to call upon the much stronger but far more dangerous, dark magick. That was all well and good for his twin. He however, had gone too far, more than his brothers knew. The likelihood of him overcoming his addiction to the dark had dissipated long ago. But if there was still a chance for his other brothers, Denn and Noah, he’d take it. No risk too great for family. If it was true…

Cash found it hard to believe that, after all these years, a new piece of the prophecy had been found. Was there a reason they'd only learned part of it? How had it gotten lost, and why did it take all these years to solve it? Had no one in the family known? Or had his uncle known all along and had only needed someone to solve the riddle of the Tarot?

These unanswered questions had him pulling his bike in a sharp swerve across two lanes to reach the shoulder of the road. With his pulse racing and his blood pumping hard it was difficult to concentrate.

“That's