“Well, how’s your poisons essay going?” I asked.
“All right. I started it yesterday, but ended up having to do a million other things. It’s waiting for me in my room. Is that what you’re working on?” He nodded to the desk where my essay sat.
“More like I was staring at a blank page. The professors are throwing so much at us lately, my brain feels like mush. I need, like, a million massages.”
“A million massages, huh?” Alex’s voice deepened, and the exhaustion that lined his face moments before disappeared. “I may not be a great masseuse, but I can think of a few other stress relieving activities.” He patted my bed.
My heart rate spiked at the thought of Alex’s arms wrapped around me, his muscular body pressed against mine.Yassss, this is exactly what I need.
I straddled him, and our mouths crashed together. His hands roamed my back before landing on my butt. I smiled self-satisfactorily. Alex was definitely a butt man.
I moved to the side, nibbling at his ear and teasing my fingers down his neck, just the way he liked. I was rewarded when he released a long moan. I giggled as he tried to muffle the sound in my cleavage.
“Eva heard that one,” I whispered.
In response, Alex pressed his face deeper into my chest, and my boobs began to vibrate.
“Oh my God!” I began to laugh uncontrollably when I realized he was motorboating my cleavage. “Stop! It tickles! Stop! Oh my G—what the shit!”
Suddenly, my totem shook, lit up, and began flashing through every color of the rainbow. Pressed against my backside, Alex’s ring vibrated too. Then a beam of light shot out of my necklace.
“Alex, what’s going—”
“Descendants, hear us!” two voices, one male and one female, boomed from behind, cutting me off.
Despite their odd wordage and accents, something deep inside me recognized the voices, and although they should have freaked me out, they didn’t. Instead, I turned around and found two balls of light floating in the air. One held the visage of a white-bearded man, the other a beautiful, red-haired woman who I knew on sight.
“Merlin and Morgan,” Alex whispered, echoing my thoughts.
“Children of our ancestral lines, we bring a warning.” Morgan spoke, and though the light made her eyes appear misty, there was an undeniable hint of caution in them.
“The dark ones will soon seek you out. They will want to use you for their own vile reasons, and to keep you apart.” As Merlin spoke, his eyes shifted to Morgan. “As they did us.”
“Do not make the same mistake we did.” Morgan spoke next. “Do not succumb to their delights for temporary bliss and power easily given. It will not last, and the world will be worse off.”
Merlin’s hazy lips quirked up in a smile. “As always, my lost love is right. Heed her, and know this: should you stay true to your destiny, together, you will change the world.”
My lips parted, and questions bubbled to my lips, but before I could ask a single one, the lights from our totems flickered out.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
The next day, all my classes blurred together. It was very obvious that Alex felt similarly confused after our strange experience the night before. Professor Thrax even commented on Alex’s poor performance in Battle Magic, which was a first.
“Okay, what is wrong with you two?” Hunter asked as the four of us sat down for lunch. “I know that classes have sucked lately, but you’re like zombies. Did you not sleep last night or something?”
“Nah, they slept. Believe me, Odie’s room was dead quiet,” Eva said. When I didn’t respond, she dropped the fry she’d been eating. “Whoa, something is seriously up. Odie should’ve blushed over me hinting about herintimatelife. You guys . . . what happened?”
I caught Alex’s eye. “Should we tell them?”
He shrugged. “Sure. Maybe they’ll have some freaking idea of what it all means.”
Omitting the private bits, our story spilled from me, starting with how our totems were from Merlin and Morgan and ending with the night before. A few minutes later, Hunter and Eva sat there with their mouths hanging open.
“So, you two are connected to Merlin and Morgan Le Fay. And they spoke to you in a . . . what would you even call that?” Hunter asked, his eyebrows knitted together.
“No idea, but yeah, they spoke to us. Apparently, Odie and I are related to them. If our totems are any indication, she’s of Morgan’s blood, and I’m of Merlin. Oh, and they mentioned that dark creatures are after us and we’re meant to change the world.” Alex threw up his hands. “You’d think that after however many hundreds of years those balls of light spent in that ring and necklace, they could have come up with a more enlightening way to relay information.”
“For reals,” I huffed. “We don’t have time formoreresearch. And I totally did not need this stress right before Beltane.”
