“Charlotte is an incredible magician with sigils. She’s designed and made those adhesive patches to fix the sigils to. I’ve seen her blow up a creature the size of a truck with one of those things. These ones, in particular, are the healing patches. They already have base spells on them when she made them, and adding a sigil will direct the healing towards a goal.”
“Wow,” Bridget breathed. “She’s kind of fucking amazing.”
“Yeah, she is, and she’s my mate,” Reeve said, unable to keep the pride from his voice.
“I love magic,” Bridget whispered, her eyes never leaving Bas as he drew test sigils on paper before Charlotte added her flare to them. Finally, they drew one on one of the patches.
Something was different when Charlotte drew on them. The air charged, and the hair on Bridget’s arms lifted. Bas’s eyes were glowing with power as he added his parts to them.
“Has his eyes been doing that for long?” Reeve asked.
“It’s not a normal thing? He’s done it since I met him.”
Reeve hummed. “No, not normal.”
“Thought it was his dragon peeking out to say hello when he’s doing magic,” Bridget said.Or when he’s really horny.
“Yeah, must be that,” Reeve said unconvincingly. Bridget didn’t get a chance to ask follow-up questions because Charlotte was placing the first patch onto one of the patient’s necks. Bridget stepped forward for a better look.
“How long do you think it will take to work?” she whispered to Bas.
The patient started to shake, and the nurse quickly rolled them onto their side in case they seized. Bridget stared in horror as the red hook under the patch wriggled about like a worm and finally stopped moving. The patient shuddered and inhaled loudly as they woke.
“Holy crap,” Bridget gasped. “It worked.”
“Of course it worked. For how long it lasts is the real question,” Charlotte said.
Reeve poked her in the arm. “Take the win, baby.”
“I am, but I think we need to make it stronger as we go,” she replied.
Bas nodded. “That one wasn’t a strong connection, so it worked easily. The creature will catch on quickly to what we are trying to do and will try to hold on to them tighter. We need to work fast.”
“Maybe get a few of them ready and put them on all at once so the creature doesn’t have a chance to fight it. Take it by surprise,” Bridget suggested.
“Excellent idea,” Charlotte replied, and Bridget tried not to blush. She didn’t get compliments often, and Charlotte didn’t strike her as someone who would give them out easily either.
Bridget watched on, completely fascinated. The air around Bas seemed to pulse whenever he was working magic and got a glow about him. He was handsome as hell when he wasn’t doing magic. When he was, everything about him was magnified. When they were alone again, Bridget was going to kiss him until she passed out.
They were on the tenth patch, one of the stronger ones, when Bas seemed to dim.
“What’s wrong?” Bridget asked.
“Nothing, just tiring out a little. I’ll be fine,” he said.
“Put your hands on his shoulders,” Reeve interrupted.
Bridget frowned. “Why?”
“Call it curiosity. Sometimes, magicians can share power. Give each other a boost,” he replied.
Bas shot his brother a warning look, but Reeve took Bridget’s hand and put it on Bas. A charge went through her and into Bas, and he jumped like she had shocked him.
“Fucking hell,” he whispered, his eyes lighting up again.
“Yeah, as I thought,” Reeve said.
“I can help this way?” Bridget asked, excited by the idea. “I don’t like Bas hurting himself.”
