Wicked (The Drake Chronicles Book 1) by Clover Donovan Read Free Book Online Page B

grandfather.”
     
                  Emma’s chair screeched as she pushed herself back and stood, her hands beginning to tremble. She combed her hair behind her ears, nervously, grabbed the scroll, and threw it across the room.
     
    Logan arose from his chair and hurried around the table to Emma. She felt tears sting her eyes and wanted so badly to scream. Logan took her into his arms, his warmth seizing the fury boiling inside of her.
     
    She leaned against him, her chin resting on his shoulder. She thought about the scroll and her grandfather. He predicted destruction, destruction brought on by Ethan and her.
     
    She wanted desperately to forget everything, but she felt Logan’s arms tightening around her like a security blanket and it somehow brought her peace.
     
    I need to be strong , she thought. She was supposed to be strong for her and her brother. She’d always told herself this.
     
                  “Everything is going to be okay, Emma. We will help you,” Logan assured her.
     
                  “I think I need some sleep,” Emma said, pulling herself out of Logan’s arms and leaning on the table.
     
                  “I’ll tell my father that you were tired and went to rest, he’ll understand. Come on, I’ll show you to a guest room, I don’t think an uncomfortable loveseat is what you need right now.” He took her by her hand and walked her out of the room.
     
    She looked down at their hands, entwined. He was helping her, and she would feel awful if she kept his death to herself. She decided that she was going to tell him, not tonight, but soon.
     
     
     
     
     
     
    4

     
    Adam pulled Katherine’s grimoire out from the backpack and sat it on the coffee table along with the other books they had brought with them. He took in a quick breath when he saw the name on the first page .
     
    He turned to Ethan who was reading through Mason’s grimoire for the third time. He couldn’t find anything that would help them. Even a cloaking spell wasn’t present in Mason’s wretched handwriting.
     
    Adam snapped his fingers to get Ethan’s attention and then pointed to the grimoire, the side latch glistening from the light from the fireplace.
     
                  “What is it?” Ethan asked.
     
                  “That is a Drake’s grimoire,” Adam said. Ethan got up from the chair, sat Mason’s grimoire down and headed over to Adam.
     
    He sat down next to him, their bodies so close that their shoulders touched. 
     
                  “Be quiet, I don’t want Bennett finding out that I have it. It’s my aunt Katherine’s. But what is the big deal about it anyway?” Ethan turned to him. Shadows played on Adam’s face from the firelight and Ethan stared into his eyes.
     
    They were utterly enticing.
     
                  “The grimoire doesn’t really belong to Katherine Drake. The binding is too old and the handwriting looks familiar to Grayson Drake. He wrote a bunch of magic handbooks long ago. Do you know who he is?” Adam stared at Ethan. He thought hard but he had never heard of him before.
     
                  “He was your grandfather,” Logan’s voice startled both Adam and Ethan.
     
    Ethan stood up from the loveseat and focused on Logan. Emma was beside him, her eyes on her brother, but he couldn’t look at her. Not now, at least.
     
                  “ What? ” Ethan asked. Shock stung him.
     
                  “He was planning on you and Emma to bring on a reckoning; it was on a scroll in the library. Why were you guys talking about him anyway?” Logan crossed his arms, glaring at Adam.
     
    Ethan gave a slight kick at Adam’s ankle, signaling for him to keep quiet. He hadn’t even got to look at the grimoire and there was no way Bennett was going to get a hold of it.
     
                  “I was telling Ethan about him;