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“Grab my hand, let’s go.”

She eagerly grasped his hand willing her body to move her up and out of this hell hole.

In the light of the doorway, he turned back to say something to her and froze. His hand fell away from hers. “Is this some kind of fucking joke?”

She knew then and raised her head to the all too familiar piercing blue eyes and wavy black hair. “Oh, shit. Noah…”

Magick Provoked

Pentacles of Magick Series

ELIZA GAYLE

Chapter One

The guard pushed Jessie into her cell far harder than he needed to, and her head slammed into the far wall. Beyond the point of physical pain, anger bubbled to the surface instead. She had to find a way out. She had the will, she just needed a plan.

Hours later, she still had no ideas and she just wanted to rest for a while. She didn’t know how long she had, but she decided her only chance of escape would be when they came to get her. In that case, she needed to rest.

Click. Click. Click.

Still huddled on the floor in the corner, Jessie realized someone was at the door of her cell trying to get in. The fuzz of sleep slipped away as she realized this was it. It was too dark to see for sure, but the man standing there wasn’t her normal guard and he wasn’t opening the door with his keys.

“Jessie, is that you?” The raw, deep male voice did not belong to any of the guards she was used to, yet there was something familiar about it.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Jake sent me. We have to hurry.”

Her heart soared for her brother. She knew he wouldn’t leave her to die here. The door swung open and he reached his arm inside, waving for her to hurry up.

“Grab my hand, let’s go.”

She eagerly grasped his hand, willing her body to move her up and out of this hell hole.

In the light of the doorway, he turned back to say something to her and froze. His hand fell away from hers. “Is this some kind of fucking joke?”

She knew then, and raised her head to the all too familiar piercing blue eyes and wavy black hair. “Oh, shit. Noah…”

The breath stole from her lungs as the memories crashed down around her, threatening to debilitate her. Electricity stuttered through her system as her magick attempted to rise to the surface before sputtering to a halt. No magick, not now. Jessie took an unsteady step on weak and wobbly legs. She could do this, just take one step at a time.

“What the hell has he done to you?” Noah grabbed her around the waist, pulling her close to his strong, solid body. Her cold skin soaked up his heat with little regard to the fact that touching him was detrimental to her mental health. His gruff voice sounded like barely controlled rage, like a beast rising to the surface. A feeling she easily identified with.

“Have…to…go…now. Not much time.” She looked into his eyes, trying to communicate their need to hurry.

“I would agree. This place is crawling with idiots and users, all itching to impress their boss. I prefer to get us both out of here undetected. No one has to die tonight.”

Weak but determined, Jessie followed Noah’s lead. The farther away from her cell they went the scent of dark magick intensified, burning her nose and making her eyes water. Her captor had a horde of spell casters itching to do his dirty work at a moments notice. When they turned down a back corridor that wasn’t familiar, she hesitated. “Are you sure you know where you’re going?”

He threw her a quick glance over his shoulder, his eyebrows raised and a smirk across his face. It was one of Noah’s famous “don’t be stupid” looks. The man could always could cut someone down or put them in their place with a dark look or a single word. Instinctively she bristled against his typical alpha male behavior, wishing she were strong enough at the moment to show him what she thought of that.

“I can’t believe you have to ask.” He shook his head and pulled her close.

Jessie sighed. No way could she fight him now as he tucked her tight against him, lending her his strength and a little of that magick that she got from him every time he touched her. The at-odds combination of his dark and light halves swirled inside her, searching for her beast. But this wasn’t the past. The beast didn’t move—she’d repeatedly had her magick raped from her, each time leaving her less than before. She couldn’t help but worry that he’d gone too far, if it was already too late for her. Was she now living on borrowed time?

“There’s some pretty tough security up ahead that you’re going to have to walk through alone, can you handle it, Jessie?” Her spine stiffened against him at the question. Any other day she’d have been insulted and kicked his ass just for suggesting it, and he damn well knew it. She looked up at him and, sure enough, the amusement was there plain as day. He was enjoying her predicament way too much.

“To get out of this shit hole, I can do just about anything.” She gritted her teeth in determination. They continued through the tunnel that sloped downward, giving her the illusion of going further underneath the compound instead of up and out to where freedom waited. “Where are all the guards, Noah? This place is usually crawling with them. And why are we traveling deeper inside the mansion?”

“This is the path of least resistance, and your brother and mine are running a little special interference for us.”

“Jake is here?” Panic rose in her, sharp and swift, like a vice squeezing her body and making it difficult to breathe. “Oh no, Noah, he can’t be here. Scott will kill him. Tell him to go now, he has to leave before it’s too late.”

“Jessie, stop. Calm down. Breathe, baby, slow and