A Werewolf, A Vampire, and A Fae Walk Into A Bar (Book 1 of The Last Witch Series) novel Chapter 50

“You’d never,” AJ says, sitting up and stretching. “That’s bullshit and you know it.”

“But how can we be sure,” I ask. “Maybe my mother was right about one thing. This power is dangerous. Unnatural.” I’ve never feared myself, what I’m capable of, and it’s not a good feeling.

Darius clears his throat. “I have an idea. Wait just a moment.”

With vampire speed he disappears from the room and reappears a moment later holding something I’d entirely forgotten about.

It’s the star that brought these men to me. The rock I pulled from the wall just before Rain arrived. I inch forward to look at it, wondering if my magic is causing my eyes to play tricks on me. “It’s glowing the same color as my skin.”

Darius nods. “It’s been glowing since you got your powers back. Maybe it can help you control them until we think of something more permanent.”

He offers the rock to me and I reach out nervously to take it. I don’t know what to expect, but the moment I wrap my hand around it, I feel a shift inside myself, a settling. Light from my skin pours into the star until my body stops glowing and I return to normal.

“How do you feel?” Rune asks, passing Rain to Zev to come kneel before me. He peers into my eyes, studies my palm, takes my pulse.

“A bit better,” I say with relief. “Not so dizzy or out of control.”

“Try setting the star aside,” Rune suggests.

My eyes widen. “What if I hurt you?”

“I’ll be alright and Zev won’t let anything happen to Rain. But we need to see what we’re dealing with.”

I nod and carefully set the star on the ground and then release my hand from it. The moment I do, power rushes back into me like a tidal wave. My hands blaze with lightning and the dresser near me explodes in shards of wood.

Quickly, I grab the star and hold it to my chest, my breathing rapid, my body practically buzzing.

Once again the star absorbs the excess power and I feel myself stabilize.

Rune reaches for my hand to help me stand.

With one hand clutching the star, I give my other to him and let him pull me up.

“It would appear she needs to be in physical contact--”