He was intrigued.
“I’ve learned a lot here tonight,” he said, as he examined my face. I was so caught up in him that I didn’t notice the creepyfeeling was gone until I took a step to the side, and he let me.
“Whatever you think you know, you’re wrong,” I said, wanting the last words, even if they were lame.
“I don’t think so,” he murmured, and I doubted I’d ever get the last word with this controlling asshat. “I believe I’m finallyseeing clearly.”
Before I could wrangle up my next witty comeback, he strode away, leaving me to slump against the shelves, almost losing mygrip on the textbooks.Holy goddess.
That was unnerving, and I had no idea what to think about Logan. He wasn’t acting as if he wanted to kill me, but he was certainlyinterested in my power, which made no freaking sense. Unless there was a game at play here that I wasn’t clued in on.
Stumbling back to the table, theLogan bubbleburst, and I was once again immersed in the busy and noisy room. Students were chatting, spells were being stirred, and thelibrarians were racing around shelving and retrieving books. It was as if those minutes in the stacks never happened, andyet I could feel his energy and heat burning into my skin. My power was volatile too, just like my pulse.
What had happened with Logan?Had my magic slapped him? Had there been a presence stalking us, or was this all tied to his spellcaster energy?
More importantly, what was in our brief past together that had Logan acting the way he did? The nickname was one part to theequation, but another was the sense of familiarity between us.
It wasn’t just the dreams. It was so much more than that, and I feared that if I didn’t figure out what it all was soon, Iwould find my end at the hands of Logan Kingston.
Chapter 19
Strong hands pressed my thighs apart, pushing them firmly into the bed, and I cried out as his tongue swiped over my clit,circling it slowly. Desperate to move, I tried to ride against his mouth, but he held me so firmly I couldn’t move. Thosecontinuous swirls of his tongue were unrelenting. My cries grew louder, and when he slid one finger inside my slick heat,and then another, curling them up to stroke against my G-spot, an orgasm ripped through me—
I woke up with my hands in my panties, coming so hard that I felt like my body was locked in a place of pure pleasure. “Holygoddess,” I breathed through a sob. This had to end. I couldn’t handle the dreams any longer, especially when the warlockbehind them had ghosted me harder than I’d ever been ghosted before.
Even if he was my mortal enemy, the fact that Logan and I had barely crossed paths in weeks frustrated me to no end. I’d expectedthat day in the library to find myself constantly dodging his observations in his quest to unravel my secrets. Instead, ithad been endless weeks of catching glimpses of him and nothing more. He taught his classes, but he never once glanced my way,and I couldn’t figure out why it pissed me off so much.
I should be happy about his disinterest, because there was no point I stopped believing Logan was dangerous.
He was the thorn in my side in an otherwise amazing year—with the exception of nearly dying... twice.So far.I’d settled into college life like I’d been born for it: classes were going well, my friends were amazing, my family were all happy, and Dad had stopped staring at me like I was about to be kidnapped out from under him.
Everything felt settled, and yet... the roil of my useless magic only grew stronger. Along with the dreams. This wakeup,thankfully, was only ten minutes before my alarm, so I rolled out of bed, grabbed my bag with my showering items, and mademy way to get ready for the day.
An hour later, Belle met me for defensive spells class. “You look like shit,” she said, by way of greeting.
“Feel like it too,” I mumbled around a yawn. “Fucking dreams.”
Her smile was sympathetic, but she couldn’t relate to my frustrations. Recently she’d started hooking up with a fire elementalin the grade above us, and her situationship with Micha appeared to be working out quite well.
“Ava joined us last night,” Belle said suddenly, and I forgot my sleepiness for a beat, and blinked at her.
“As injoined, joined you?”
Belle snorted. “Uh, yep. I mean, I wasn’t expecting it, but I wasn’t objecting either. We’re going to see how the three ofus fare for these hookups.”
Micha had more than onesituationship, and the clever bastard had figured out a way to bring them both together. “As long as you’re happy and getting all the orgasmsyou need...” I said, wanting to ease her expression. She wore a look like she thought I was about to judge her. “Then I’mfucking happy for you.” She had two sex partners, and I was just over here with dreams and sadness. I knew which one of uswas living her best life.
“Love you, bestie,” she said, hugging an arm around my shoulders. “I couldn’t do this college life without you.”
“Ditto.”
We set off down the hall, and I rubbed at my tired eyes, already planning an afternoon nap.
“Any progress on figuring out the creepy feeling?” Belle checked in as she did every few days.
“No progress. It’s just so random, and I can’t find a single pattern.” I’d caved and told the girls about it. None of themhad felt anything similar, and for the most part believed it was my energy reacting to Weatherstone. My magic wasn’t followingany rules, and they thought this was just one more oddity.
“What if you do have a stalker?” she asked suddenly. “I mean, that could be another reason we don’t feel it. Their energyis directed at you. It could even be a tracking spell, if it’s a powerful enough witch or warlock. Like... Logan maybe?”
