The Vampire’s Servant novel Chapter 43

Cam was looking nervous as Missy rooted around in a hand bag. She pulled out several things and put them into a little stone bowl. She ground the things up while chanting something.

“I need a glass of water.” She said, turning to Trent.

He went to the table in the corner of the room and poured water from a pitcher into a glass before taking it back to Missy. She poured the powdered things into the glass and stirred them up.

“I know this doesn’t look appealing and it doesn’t taste the greatest, but it will release the suppression spell from your aura so I can finish removing it. I need to do this to make it easier on you.” Missy told Harmony.

Without even blinking, Harmony took the glass and downed it. She was always bold like that. I envied Cam a little. He looked shocked.

“That was terrible. What next?” Harmony asked scrunching her nose.

Missy laughed. It was a bright and cheerful sound. She took the glass back and settled it on the table before going back to Harmony and chanting under her breath as she seemed to be unhooking something from the air around Harmony. She got it off and chanted some more words while making a motion like she was molding something into a ball.

It got smaller and smaller until she was flattening it into the center of her left palm. I wished I understood witchcraft more. I didn’t understand what she was doing.

“It may take a little while, but you should start hearing your wolf soon. Last one. Valor, are you ready?” Missy asked.

“More than ready.” He answered.

Cam brought Harmony over to the couch and settled her beside Echo. She was staring around like she’d never been able to see before. She sniffed and wrinkled her nose.

“What is that smell? It’s like something old and musty and… bloody.” Harmony said, looking around.

“That’s Echo. She smells like vampires.” Cam replied.

I growled a little. How dare he say that! She didn’t smell like vampires. She smelled like lemon drops and sunshine. There was now a warm, rich undertone to her scent that reminded me of napping in a meadow in the summer.

“She doesn’t smell like vampires.” I told him sternly.

“Yes, she does, Gray.” Trent answered. “She just doesn’t to you because you smell her mate scent. She has your scent on her as well, I’m sure Victor loved that, but she smells like vampire.”

“Even after spending the day with humans and wolves at school, she smells like vampire.” Cam insisted.

“I’ll get used to it. I won’t let that keep me from being around my sister.” Harmony murmured to Echo and grasped her hand.

“You’re warmer than you used to be, Harmony.” Echo whispered.

“I was just going to say that you feel colder than normal.”

“We have higher body temperatures. Vampires have lower temperatures. Let’s let Missy focus on Val, children.” Trent said sternly.

We quieted down and watched what was going on with Val. Missy had her right hand on him. Her palm over the center of his forehead. Her left was held away and she was chanting quietly.

She drew her hand down to his heart and pressed it firmly over it while continuing her chant. It was like the air was starting to get thicker and heavier as she went. Suddenly, it all cleared and she stopped chanting.

“There. All clear. How does that feel?” Missy asked.

“Like I can breathe. That’s amazing.” Val grinned.

“Let’s get the tests set up so we can get your elements and I can start finding you a mentor.” She smiled.

Missy set about working on the table. She set out a rock, a candle, and a small bowl she had Trent fill with water. The final piece was an empty jar. I looked over the selection quizzically.

“It’s a jar of wind. A little magic given to me from an air witch. She gave me the instructions. The wind will stay in there unless he’s an air witch.” Missy explained. “Now, Valor, I need your hand we’re going to use a drop of your blood on each of these.”

Val held out his hand and Missy pulled out a pin. She held his hand over the rock and pricked his finger, then squeezed a drop of blood onto it. Nothing happened.

“It was worth a shot. Next.” Missy smiled.

She held his finger over the candle and dropped some blood onto the burned wick. A flame sparked to life. I’d never seen anything like it.

“Just as I thought. All done.” She said.

“No. I want to try the others.” Val replied.

“Witches only have one element, Valor.”

“Please?” He asked giving her an innocent, pleading look that worked on pretty much every girl I’d seen him with.

She sighed and shrugged, then moved his hand over the bowl of water and let a drop of blood fall. The water rippled, then swirled and Missy gasped.

“Dear Goddess. Those are opposite elements. I’ve never seen a fire/water witch.” Missy whispered before opening the jar and dropping some blood in there.

There was no reaction. I was a little disappointed. I wanted to see her face if he had three.

Missy started rummaging in her purse and pulled out a packet of seeds. She put one on the table and dropped some of Val’s blood on it. The seed quivered, then sprouted.

“I can’t believe it. Only fae witches have plant magic. I wasn’t even going to test it, but I brought the seeds along for some reason. The goddess must have guided me.” She murmured before digging through her bag again. “I want to test how light or dark your magic is.”

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