Bespelled

Chapter 3

I followed the plump form of Ebony Blackthorn down the winding staircase that used to render me dizzy in my youth. But the spiral like everything else in this family home had a meaning. Protection spells came in many forms, spirals was not the least of them. While pentagons some say bind the components best.

As always when my own thoughts went idle, my mind took off to lurk in Ebony's. And as always her thoughts was glued on how cute I was. I used to grin at her when I first discovered her infatuation with me and that was as soon as she discovered I looked in her words hot. She'd been all but sixteen at that time and slogging hard at her studies. I was as always right at her side borrowing the use of her soul to ground my spells well, when the picture of my jeans clad ass filled my mind. It took a moment for my mind fatigued with last minute craming for exams to realise it wasn't I who was drooling over my own ass but Ebony. That had naturally perked me up and trained my wickedly knowing smirk at Ebony  .

Her thoughts hadn't moved much past that in all the time I've known her. It made me wonder if her obsession over my flanks was as real as she wanted me to believe. But I knew she couldn't hide the intensity of her gaze especially when her eyes turned the odd shade of violet when in passion. 

My own turned gold from its otherwise bland silver slits.

"My car or yours?" Ebony's looked back at me in askance.

"I don't think we can make it in time in a car. How about you mist us over?"

I could mist myself but it took too much effort and left me physically drained after.

Ebony didn't hesitate but reached out to grasp my arm and haul us both over space and time till we re accumulated at the convention centre. A small suite had been booked by my agent for this press gathering and the little to do over nothing.

I arrived to find the Blackthorns were already there in full force. My eyes arrested momentarily on the dark haired indigo eyed, Jade Blackthorn. Ebony's haunted looking mother. She carried the  ancestors of the Sas family as far back as before even the days of Salem and the weight of that burden lent to the shadows that constantly surrounded her soul thus giving her otherwise merry persona a haunted look.

Being soulless, I was one of the few who could actually see the burden she carried about each and every day. Raven Blackthorn, her husband, was another who saw the truth behind his wife's  warm smile. It made me hungry to look at Jade Sas Blackthorn over long so my eyes as always fell away after that initial exchange of greetings.

I looked about then and saw that Ebony's identical twin brothers, Jasper and Julian, her younger bother Adrian and sister Amethyst, were all there as well. I sparred  and trained the Blackthorns daily. It was my job to keep them fit and physically equipped to handle any assault that didn't involve power.

It was a responsibility I took seriously. One I went to great extremes in ensuring that they followed through. All but Ebony proved apt pupils in this regard making them as lethal with fist and swords as they would be with power.

Ebony however required a lot more training before I would consider her able to handle her end without first drawing the Blackthorn blood.