Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 48193 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 241(@200wpm)___ 193(@250wpm)___ 161(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48193 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 241(@200wpm)___ 193(@250wpm)___ 161(@300wpm)
My tarot cards have posed questions that demand answers.
That card is the embodiment of change—of letting go of your old life and stepping into a new one. But when Death is reversed, it usually means that you are resisting the change. Fighting it. But that it is certain. It will come.
Before I ask a particular question that nags in the back of my mind, I cast another spell at Ryker. He was awake all night, and I do not know how long he was traveling before he came to the cottage. He needs as much rest as he can get.
I face the cards once more and close my eyes, allowing myself to acknowledge how fiercely I feel Ryker’s presence in my home. I’m aware of every breath he takes, and his masculine scent is everywhere. I notice him more every minute. As afternoon moves on toward evening, time slips away as I grapple with the questions in my mind and the growing sense that I am about to understand some aspect of it, some fact, that will change everything.
If that is what is fated to happen, then I will learn to survive in my new reality. I have done it before, and I can do it again.
It is time to be brave and ask the cards directly.
Who is this shifter to me? I ask the cards, keeping my mind open to the possibility that the cards may only be able to hint at such a vague question.
Before I can draw a card, I am drawn to open my eyes.
My gaze immediately snaps to one of the candles on my worktable, which lights the instant my eyes fall on the wick. It hits me at once. All of it coming into focus. I know exactly what happened and as my bottom lip drops, my breath leaves me.
Oh, gods, oh gods, it was my fault. This is all my fault.
Because this is the candle I used to cast over the gift for Prince Adom and Princess Charlotte.
What did I write on that candle to cause all of this?
I reach for the candle with a shaking hand; I caused this. It is all my fault.
Clarity & Truth Spell
When intuition fails you and you’re desperate for answers do the following:
You’ll need a purple candle first. Purple for wisdom and psychic abilities. Lapis or clear quartz will work well as a crystal to provide energy. Lapis for truth and spiritual awareness.
Light your candle, write a petition on paper that will burn. Whatever truth you seek, ask for it to reveal itself to you. Hold the crystal in your left hand, the paper with your petition in the right. Stare at your flame, envisioning the light getting brighter and brighter. Your world is filled with bright white light shining down on you. Feel it on your skin. Know that you are surrounded by this light.
Chant the incantation: The truth comes to me and surrounds me. I know exactly where it is.
Then burn your petition and have gratitude knowing the clarity and truth will seek you out as you blow out the flame. Put the crystal under your pillow and in your dreams you’ll see the truth. So mote it be.
RYKER
The peace is only disturbed by my shock at such peace. I sleep and sleep, deeper than I have in years. I don’t know that I’ve known comfort like this.
The witch is powerful…but the sleep itself stirred my wolf and his own needs. Several times, I become aware that I’m dreaming. In my dreams, I’m walking across the field outside Idalis’s cottage in the early morning, the dew still wet on the grass and the air fresh and clean in my face. In some of the dreams, I have my pack on my back, its weight a comforting presence. In others, I don’t have it, and I can tell from the feel of my clothes that they are not my uniform and leather armor.
Sometimes, Idalis walks next to me, a quiet smile on her beautiful face. She laughs at what I say, though I do not truly understand the words that come out of my mouth. It’s a bewitching sound. A sound that soothes the depths of my soul. There is no fighting, no war, only peace with her beside me.
Sometimes, she is not there, and I’m determined to find her. Nothing will stop me from reaching the place where she has gone. I do not have a map, and I do not know where it is, but I know nothing that appears before me will prevent me from finding her again. It may slow me, or hurt me, but it cannot overcome me. The fear is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. We must find her. My wolf howls in pain without her.
When I drift closer to wakefulness, the creaking of the cottage surrounds me. The gentle hiss of the wind and the pitter-patter of the rain on the roof. It’s a quiet place when the storm settles. Birds cry in the sky as they pass.