❯ Love Potion #9 – Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )
Cloven feet continued to pace. He knew his master had to sense him by now…he would just have to wing it. « Master, » he greeted bowing so low that his large horns touched the
« She escaped, » Wyatt concluded. He balled his fist in annoyance. He was growing tired of his people coming back empty handed. « Explain yourself Lucien. »
« We cornered her in her hotel, but she got wind of us and tried to escape, » Lucien answered.
« And how did she escape you and fifteen of my best hunters? » Wyatt asked. The anger creeping was into his voice.
« She hid in the bathroom and cast a spell. When we got to her the bathroom door was sealed and there was a bright light. When it dissipated she was gone. »
Wyatt sat up suddenly. « Did you notice anything strange? » he asked.
« Only that the room smelled sweet, » Lucien replied.
Wyatt quickly stood, causing Leucien to flinch, and held out his hand. « Spell Diary, » he replied just before his hand was covered in bluish orbs of light. An old tattered leather bound book appeared in his hand. Wyatt quickly rummaged through the worn pages then frowned when he found the entry he was looking for. The page was half missing; the best part as far as he was concerned. « Damn. He’s been here too! » If only he knew the spell they used twenty years ago, then he could counter them. Chris was always sabotaging him; it was almost like he was one step ahead of him. He was not going to let his brother win this time. « Go until I summon you, » he snapped.
Leucian bowed his head and shimmered away. Once he was gone, Wyatt pulled out portfolio and sifted through some old papers. If he ever had to choose a normal career, it would have been artistry. He had an almost magical talent for detail an emotion. It was the only talent he had outside of magic and no one knew about it. There was only one subject he was inspired to capture and that was her. She had invaded his dreams since he could remember. The funny thing was he did not know she existed until the New York incident two years ago. She made herself quite difficult to ignore with that incident and awakened another side of him he hadn’t bothered to acknowledge in quite some time.
No, he couldn’t let her go. There had to be away. He turned one of the pages of the portfolio and touched it tenderly. It was his favorite sketch of her. She was sleeping on some sort of furniture or couch. Her honey colored hair spilled along it like a sleeping beauty waiting for her prince. She was scantily clad, as though she fell asleep while waiting for someone. In his fantasies, she fell asleep waiting for him to come back to her from vanquishing. He would kiss her lightly on the lips to wake her and she’d smile then he would carry her away to their bedroom where he would do other inspired things to her. Wyatt smirked and turned the page to another of her enraptured with her lover. In the dream, the face of the lover could not be seen. This sketch puzzled him the most, who was the man in the dream. He had dark straight hair not the blonde wavy hair that formed his mane. Was there someone else in her life? « No, » Wyatt declared closing the book. He would keep searching. He had to make sure the spell diary was wrong. In the early days, his Aunt Paige did get into trouble but a time travel spell? It was still out of her league.
Chris sighed as he orbed into the living room. He was just too annoyed to sleep. He couldn’t believe his aunts were at it again, making him a woman. Actually this was worse, they took someone from who knows where and brought them here. He had never been so pissed in his life. He could get his own dates, he was engaged at one time and it was not like he was a virgin. « I can’t believe them some times, » he muttered under his breath. His eyes widened when he saw his younger older brother sitting on the floor in the door way. He was peaking around the room. « Wyatt, » he said softly, « orb back up stairs or Mom is going to have a coronary. »
Wyatt looked at him and smiled before putting his hands in his mouth then orbed away. Chris shook his head once he sensed his brother was back in his room. He walked over to where Wyatt was standing then rolled his eyes. The toddler was way too young to be scoping out women. « Let’s just hope you’re not a demon, » He replied as he sat on the easy chair across from the couch. He didn’t expect her to go anywhere, but he wanted to be there when she woke up. « She is cute, » his mind pointed out.