Sorcerer: Witch's Woes: Power of Air (Book 3) by D. L. Harrison Read Free Book Online Page A

a lie, even if misleading.  Still, it might calm
my aunt’s worries a little.
    It was quiet for a while after that, and we all ate our
meals in a silence that wasn’t exactly comfortable, but was far less awkward
than I’d feared.  Dinner was good, leg of lamb, new potatoes, and asparagus
spears.  I was sure I hadn’t escaped my aunt’s interrogation at this reveal,
she was just too much of a good hostess to do it in front of Sierra.
    After dinner Amy took off to a friend’s house, and the three
of us had an after dinner drink.  I could tell my aunt was bursting with
questions, but she kept them in well enough.  I supposed there would always be
things about my life that didn’t make sense to them, the supernatural world was
just different that way…
     
    We were walking out the door when the vision hit me, all of
it at once, like a memory.  I was in shock for moment, both Ceara and Diana had
seemingly burned to ash before my eyes right in the alley behind Spirits, even
worse it was going to happen in just under a minute from right now.
    “Sierra,” I said in a tentative voice, “Diana and Ceara are
about to die.”
    She gripped my hand, and although from the wolves’ point of
view, they owed the vampires nothing, she knew I was friends with Diana, and
worked for Ceara and the rest of the council on occasion.
    She said, “Let’s go.”
    I hesitated a moment at the idea of putting her in front of
something that could turn Ceara, a nineteen-hundred-year old vampire, into ash,
but I knew she would kill me if I left her behind.  It wasn’t even an option.
    Aitheria sent, “ This is it, the bad feeling from this
morning, be on your guard.”
    We practically ran around the corner to where no one could
see us, and I raised a shield of fire and air over the both of us, and then
surrounded us and the shield in the power of air, I also slightly increased my
body’s speed, perception, and reflexes, and then moved us to the back of
spirits.
    I opened my eyes and took it in. 
    Ceara, with her bright red hair and wearing tight fitted
leather pants and a jacket, was faced off with a laughing male vampire, dressed
in jeans and a light shirt, who kept dodging and jumping around.  I doubted he
could take her, but he was managing to stay just out of her grasp and was
purely on the defensive.  Diana was there, and kept trying to help block him in
so Ceara could take him out, but she kept failing, Ceara and Christopher were
just too fast for her to keep up with.
    Diana was incredibly strong compared to a newborn rogue, but
one that was close to the age of the council?  She didn’t have a chance and I
felt a twinge of annoyance at Ceara for even bringing her along.  Then I both felt
and saw the other presence appear, I couldn’t have missed it actually. 
    The man appeared in a flashing pillar of fire, he was in his
late thirties or early forties, he was dressed in a gray business suit with a
red tie and shiny black shoes, and he was surrounded by a shield of pure fire
that made mine look ridiculously weak by comparison.  I realized then just how
far behind I really was, someday I was supposed to dwarf his power with air,
and perhaps match it with fire?
    I was frozen in the moment, not sure what to do.  Surely
this sorcerer was who would burn Ceara and Diana to ash, but attacking him
directly seemed like a completely futile idea.  It would be like trying to take
down an air force jet with a nerf ball launcher, I wondered if he would even
notice if I attacked him.
    The man raised his hands and a blast of fire shot at Ceara
which freed me from my moment of indecision.  There was no way I could block
it, but I called up a powerful wind gust.  His fire ignored the gust of wind,
ripped right through it, but his fire hadn’t been my target.  Ceara was blown
to the side by about ten feet, and the fire completely missed her, splashing
against the wall.  I could see the bricks start to burn.
    He turned to me and raised