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Matt’s hand came across her face, and she didn’t have time to avoid the blow. Pain
exploded across her cheek, and she lifted a shaky hand to her face. Eyes stinging, she wiped
off the blood from her lip.
“Wow. How manly,” she taunted.
He hit her again but Madison didn’t recover as quickly this time. He moved and
wrapped a hand in her hair. Yanking her head up, he brought her face close to his.
Madison saw the biggest change in him for the first time. Where his eyes had once been
blue, they were now coal black.
“What have you done to yourself?” she whispered, trying to understand the change in
her brother.
He laughed and leaned even closer. “I embraced my heritage. Just like you’re going to
do tonight.”
Before she could argue, he pulled her to the side of the room, and Madison saw for the
first time what he had planned. The pentagon and black candles in the middle of the floor
had every indication of a ritual.
The girl who had opened the door carefully placed the book in the middle.
“That’s not a book of black magic,” Madison told him, struggling.
Matt wrapped an arm around her neck. “You have so much to learn, little sister. Every
spell can be done in black or white magic. It’s all about the witch.”
She shook her head as the other people in the room made a circle around the pentagon.
Matt started to move forward, taking her with him.
He pushed her down until she was kneeling on one side of the circle. He matched her
position on the other side.
“Give me your hand,” he ordered, holding his own hand out.
Madison shook her head.
He looked over to where Angie was tied up and Madison followed the movement. Tag
stood behind Angie with what looked like a thin necklace. He placed it around her neck and
Angie screamed in pain. Shocked, Madison looked back at her brother.
“Pure silver and we have plenty more,” he told her. “Now give me your hand.”
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Hand shaking, Madison put hers inside his larger one. He closed his fingers around it,
and Madison’s body went cold.
He started chanting while one of the women lit the candles around them. Madison tried
to pull her hand away, but Matt’s hold tightened. Not knowing what else to do, she tried to
listen to his words.
Her grandmother had tried to teach her Latin, but Madison hadn’t been very good at it.
She could only pick up one out of several words, but the words she could pick up were bad.
Invoke, evil, sacrifice.
When Matt started the chant over again, Madison could feel the change in the room.
The air sizzled around her. The flames of the candles grew.
Madison closed her eyes and concentrated on her own magic. It had been years since
she had practiced, but as she started the spell to ward off evil that her grandmother had
thought her, the words flowed easily to her mind.
Madison repeated the spell over and over as her brother’s voice rose.
The air snapped in front of her and the candles blew out. She opened her eyes and saw
her brother watching her. A flash of surprise crossed his face but was quickly replaced with
an angry frown.
“What did you do?” he asked her angrily.
Madison bit her lip, not really knowing. Matt twisted her hand in his, making her palm
face forward.
“I thought you didn’t practice,” he accused.
“I don’t.”
“She’s lying,” one of the women interrupted. “Couldn’t you feel the white magic
surrounding her? She did a spell.”
Matt laughed, still looking at her. “You were always full of surprises.” He reached
behind him and held up a shiny silver dagger. “But then, so am I.”
He sliced a line down the middle of her palm. Madison cried out as he squeezed,
causing the blood to flow faster. He turned her hand down and let the blood drop onto the
floor.
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As the drops of blood hit the scarred hardwood, they started to smoke. Madison
watched as the smoke rose and circled in front of her. She felt it enter through her nose and
fill her body.
She tried to move away, but Matt still held her hand, and the more she fought the faster
the smoke invaded her body.
Madison could feel the change. She became dizzy and started to cough. Matt started to
chant again, and she could feel the smoke inside her responding to it. Then, as if she was in a
fog, she felt herself slip away.
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Chapter Nine
Madison knew something wasn’t right. She could see Matt kneeling in front of her,
arms raised and chanting. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She tried to move.
For the first time since she entered the circle, he wasn’t holding her, but her body wouldn’t
cooperate.
She couldn’t turn her head and look around. She was helpless and could just stare at the
man who had once been her best friend. Matt lowered his arms and opened his eyes, the
deep black depths penetrating through her chilling her body.
“All you had to do was follow directions,” he told her.
Madison couldn’t respond and he smiled, amused. “Sucks, doesn’t it?”
If she could have panicked, she would have. Instead she just watched as he pierced the
tip of his finger and added his blood to where hers had landed. Even though they were
inside, she felt the wind raise her hair off her shoulders.
The door slammed open behind her, but she couldn’t turn her head. The others around
the circle scrambled away, right before a large grey-and-white wolf flew through the room.
Madison knew it was Tom but couldn’t call out to him. He cornered the others against
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