Authors: Carrigan Richards
UNDER AN ONYX SKY
Book 4 of the Elemental Enchanters Series
Text copyright © 2015 Carrigan Richards
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To Paige, my biggest fan, for sticking with me by my side.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
—Edgar Allan Poe,
Lucinda Hannigan clutched her pentagram necklace. Her stomach coiled into knots, which she was sure the worry and stress wasn’t good for the baby. She caressed her womb and smiled. Luci had already picked out a name, but hadn’t told Connor yet.
. It meant ‘life.’ And that was exactly Luci’s wish. A life of freedom, love, and happiness. She had always known the opposite as a Cimmerian. A life constantly shrouded in darkness and bitterness.
But when she began spying on Savina and the other Elders, she realized there could be more to life. Especially when she met Connor, her true love. Her soul mate. She never thought she would fall in love with an Ephemeral, but she had. Being around him and the Elders made her realize how brainwashed she’d been. All the Cimmerians did was kill Ephemerals and anyone who stood in their way.
The Elders had killed Corbin Havok, except, he hadn't died. When his son, Colden, reaped Corbin's soul, it actually resided inside Colden's body, leaving Colden in a split personality. For years, the Cimmerians were dormant until one day Corbin returned to Caprington in Colden's body, and called himself Havok. He had promised them he would return to them for good, but had to gain enough strength to take over Colden's body.
The Elders had no idea that Colden and Corbin used the same body. They had no idea that evil harbored inside their beloved Colden. Lucinda had eagerly supported Havok, and had ever since Corbin died. But her life changed drastically ever since she became a spy. She wasn’t sure how she was going to get out of her Cimmerian life, but she would do anything in order to be with Connor.
As she checked her reflection, she smiled thinking about Connor. She couldn’t wait to get back and start her life with him. He loved her so much that he had become an Enchanter. And she loved him with all of her heart.
Her eyes fell to her flat stomach, and she rubbed it again. She never thought she’d want kids, but knowing it was Connor’s, she couldn’t be happier. Which was why she had to report to Havok one last time. She would then leave and never return. She would tell Savina and the Elders all about Havok.
Luci straightened her shirt, took a deep breath, and made her way toward Havok’s cabin. Whenever Havok emerged from Colden's body, he always retreated to a small hut nearby. Caprington had been destroyed and he never knew how much time he had before Colden took over again. Lucinda acted as a protector, but there were a small group of Cimmerians who were bodyguards.
When she knocked on the door, a woman with shoulder-length crimson hair answered.
“Luci,” Sorcha purred. “He’s waiting for you.” She stood aside to let Lucinda enter, and smiled, but it didn’t reach her green eyes.
Sorcha closed the door and Lucinda stared at Colden, except she knew that it was really Havok because of the icy glare. He sat in a tall backed chair with an ominous grin, which accentuated the tiny wrinkles around his small eyes. His long black hair was pulled back in a low ponytail and he wore his black robes.
“Good evening, Lucinda,” he said.
“I am eager to know what you have learned of the Elders’ coven.”
“Unfortunately, I’ve nothing to report.”
“Nothing at all?”
Havok scoffed. “Who is the Ephemeral you have been with?”
Luci could feel her cheeks redden. “He’s just a toy. Just something fun.”
“I fear your infatuation with this
has made you forget the importance of your mission.”
“No, sir. I just need more time.”
He took a long deep breath. He got to his feet slowly. “I have given well enough time.” He moved closer to her and stared at her. His black eyes cold and calculating, he circled her like a shark terrorizing its victim. “Luci, you are one of my best soldiers. I would hate for something to happen to you. It seems as though Savina has brainwashed your mind.”
Lucinda remained her confident stance. “No, sir.”
He paused in front of her with a curious look on his face. “Ah. Well, then you won’t mind killing the Ephemeral so you can focus on your mission.”
“I can focus. I promise.”
“I do not doubt you. But you still need to kill the Ephemeral.”
She had to do something. She couldn’t kill Connor. And wouldn’t. “I’ll do anything you want. Please don’t make me kill him.” No one begged Havok. But would he really kill an Elemental Enchanter? Those were his prized possessions. Unless, she told him about her child.
“Mmm…and so now it becomes clear that this Ephemeral is more than just a toy. You know what happens when an Enchanter betrays her coven.”
“I have not betrayed you. Please don’t kill me. I made a mistake. It won’t happen again.”
“I know it won’t. I need you to learn your lesson and prove your allegiance. And the only way I see that happening is if you kill the Ephemeral.”
Lucinda clenched her teeth. She knew her next words would easily get her killed. “I will not kill him.”
“This is not up for negotiation. Either you kill him, or I will. Since you have disobeyed my commands, you have given me no choice.”
Her eyes watered. “No please. I will do anything but that.”
“Give me one reason why I should not.”
She hesitated. Was he really wanting to know? She knew telling him that she loved Connor wouldn’t change his mind. She just needed to say something to please him so she could get out of there, although, a small part of her still wanted him to be proud of her. “I’m pregnant.”
A muscle in his jaw twitched and he took a slow deep breath. “This I must hear. How is your pregnancy with an Ephemeral supposed to stop me?”
“She will be an Elemental like me, but stronger.”
“She?” His eyes fell to her stomach. “How do you know it is a girl?”
“A Seer told me.”
“I will need proof. But why should I spare this Ephemeral? He is nothing to me.”
She drew a shaky breath. “He’s an Enchanter now. But I will swear my daughter’s soul to you if you promise not to harm us. We wish to raise our daughter with the Elders.”
He tilted his head and studied her. “Your list of wishes is growing, Lucinda. What are you not telling me?”
She bit her lip and swallowed thickly. “I can promise that my child will belong to an entire coven of Elementals. That is why she cannot leave the Elders.” She hated telling him such things, but he would be dead before her daughter would be born.
“You can’t know that.”
“It’s true. The Seer told me.”
“Why on earth would you swear your child’s soul to me? This Ephemeral means that much to you?”
“Yes. I’m sure at one point in your life, you knew what that love meant.”
His head snapped toward her, his eyes meeting hers with a glare. “I will need proof of this Seer’s words.”
Luci knew what he was about to do. She prepared the memory, and opened her mind to Havok. He reached inside her mind, leaving a tingling, almost painful feeling. She showed him the Seer’s visions of her future daughter. Fiercely strong with the Water element. And then it showed five more Elementals in a coven.
Havok’s black eyes lit up for a second, and then his thin lips spread into a menacing grin. The dim lights created shadows across his face. “I will have my hands on them.” He turned to Sorcha. “Fetch me Gamel.”
“Yes, sir.” Sorcha opened a door behind them and left.
Havok took a moment to piece together his words. “Perhaps we make this deal. I will give you one year, Lucinda. As soon as your daughter is born, you are to return to your place here, and help us grow our army. Let the father take care of her. But when she is of age, your daughter’s soul belongs to me. If you follow these rules, I will not harm anyone. If you do not return, I cannot guarantee the safety of your life.”
Luci nodded. “Of course.” But it would never happen. She would never return to Caprington. Havok would never harm any of them, because she would have Savina and the Elders kill him.
Gamel, one of Corbin’s oldest family members who was a Spellcaster, entered. He approached them, and Luci hid her disgust. His eyes glossed over like he was blind or had cataracts. His clothes covered most of his skin, which was rough, scaly, and had scars and blisters all over it. Spellcasters were rare because each time they placed a spell it came back to them threefold.
Gamel touched both their hands and brought them together. His were calloused and cold. He spoke in Latin, and suddenly a green glow appeared, surrounding Havok’s body and Lucinda’s womb, linking the two. She wanted to jerk her hand away, and leave, but she had to keep reminding herself that Havok would be dead soon.
“It is done,” Gamel said. “The spell has been placed.” He released their hands, and Luci automatically touched her baby.
“Excellent,” Havok said and moved closer to Lucinda. “Now go live your life with them. And if you speak of this to anyone, including your precious Ephemeral, I will kill you, him, and your baby. I may be weak now, but I won’t be much longer. And keep in mind. I will be watching you. I will see you in a year.”
Lucinda walked out of the hut and ran. Once she was in a safe area, she let out a breath and her tears. The curse would have to stay intact. How could they kill Havok and not kill Colden? She couldn’t tell Savina. She was too scared because she couldn't let Havok kill Connor or her baby. She had acted on impulse, but maybe Savina could protect Ava. Maybe Havok would be found out by other means and die.
Luci raced back to Blackhart Manor and met Savina in her parlor.
“What is the matter dear?” Savina asked, concern written all across her face.
“Promise me that my daughter will be in your coven and that you will protect her.”
She drew her eyebrows together. “Of course, I will protect her. That is what it means to be in an Aureole. Are you in any danger?”
Lucinda hesitated. “No. I just want to be sure. Promise me.”
“I promise. But you know you can tell me anything.”
“It’s nothing.” Lucinda faked a smile. “I’m just being overprotective.”
“I understand that. You have nothing to worry about.” Savina gave a small smile and gently touched Lucinda’s chin. “Connor is waiting for you in the library, dear.”
“Thank you, Savina.” Lucinda relaxed and retreated to the library. When she entered, she watched Connor for a few minutes. As he patiently sat at one of the tables, reading a book, he played with his red hair. He was always reading. She never had much of a knack for it, but she started to because of him. Lucinda took a deep breath and stared at the love of her life. Nothing else mattered to her.
He looked up, and his lips immediately curled into her favorite smile. The one that was genuine and kind. Just like his heart. He closed the book and they met halfway. “There you are. Is everything okay?”
Luci returned a smile and kissed his freckled cheek. He wrapped his arms around her and she relaxed. “Everything will be great.” She hoped.