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Chapter 11
Two weeks later
Trent had never been happier in her life. He was her-her soul mate was sleeping right there beside her. They had spent the last two weeks practically living in bed, only getting up to eat and once, to phone Thierry.
The leader of Circle Daybreak had been suspicious, at first. He wasn't even dead sure if he could trust Trent completely, and now she was trying to get a Night World assassin accepted? He had flat out refused to let Orion join, at first. But Trent had managed to bring him around, and now both she and her soulmate were credible, trusted members of Circle Daybreak.
The news had circled like wild fire around Thierry's Mansion, of course. Some people were happy for them, some people were envious, some suspicious, and some people were downright furious that a cold bitch like Trent and a spy were being allowed to join, but Trent didn't give a damn about public opinion, and she never had.
She smiled into her pillow.
***
It was ten minutes to midnight. Amethyst Drake stared up at the apartment building. Glee and greed shone from her purple eyes, and an insane grin lit her pale face. Finally! She would have her revenge on Orion Desmones and his whore.
When Orion had left Selyah's organization' six months ago, Amethyst had sworn vengeance against him. She had loved Orion since he had come to Selyah's littleparty, four years ago, and never stopped loving him. He had fucked her a few times, nothing very serious, and broken Amethyst's heart consequentially. When he joined CD, it was the last straw. Amethyst had begged Selyah to be the one to go after him, and to her joy, the job was hers.
Despite herself, Amethyst was still in love with him. She didn't want to kill him, she just wanted to rip his little ho to shreds and convince him that she was the only one for him. She knew the romantic situation was bleak, but she didn't care. All she cared about was Orion.
She took the steps two at a time, and broke the door in. Stealthily, she climbed the stairs until she reached Trent's apartment. She checked her watch: five minutes till midnight. Perfect.
She cast her magic over the doorknob, not surprised to find that it was spelled to keep out enemies. She would need more than just a lockpick. Taking out a circle of sage and gold wire, she fitted it around the knob and whispered Open.' The door opened. Amethyst listened hard with her magical senses, relieved to find that both people in the apartment were asleep.
She crept into the apartment, and stopped at the door of the bedroom. She kneeled down and took out the ingredients for her spell. Five bottles, each with a different deadly potion. She took out the stopper of each one, and whispered a spell as she put them down:
When the Witching Hour is upon us,
This spell I cast forth:
Like death, but not;
Awake, but unremembering;
The same, but changed forever;
This I charge to thee,
One named Orion Desmones.
She checked her watch. Ten seconds to Midnight. Nine....eight....seven....six.....five......four.....three......two.....one.....
There was a shattering sound that wasn't a sound, ringing in Amethyst's mind. Black and blood red mist rose from the bottles and swirled around the two sleepers, filling every nook and crammy with age-old magic.
The spell was an ancient one, extremely powerful-Amethyst didn't even know what it would do, but Selyah had commanded her to use this one. All she had said was: It will help Orion see which side he belongs on. She had also said that it would make anyone in the same room as the object of the spell unconscious for at least two days, therefore keeping Trent out of their hair until they were ready for her.
Amethyst smiled as the spell ended. She grabbed her burlap bag and shoved Orion into it. She hesitated over Trent-she wanted so badly to shove a stake into the little bitche's heart. But Selyah had said expressly that Amethyst would not kill her, but leave Trent for Selyah. Orion was bait-Trent was sure to come after her soulmate. Amethyst was assured that Orion would not be killed, only captured. Amethyst decided that her need for revenge was not greater than her fear of Selyah, and left with Orion. Trent would not wake up for at least two days.
***
Three minutes later, Trent sat straight up in bed, instantly awake. Orion was gone, and Trent knew just where he was. She vented her feelings in a feral scream and leapt out of bed, pulling on jeans and a T-Shirt as she dialled Thierry's number.
He sounded tired. Poor baby.
Selyah's captured Orion. I'm going after her. You know where to go. She hung up abruptly, hoping Orion would send help-she didn't fancy taking on all of Selyah's guards herself.
Trent sniffed the air, magically and phisically. The witch who had taken Orion had just left; she was about two blocks away, and running fast. With another roar, Trent opened her window and jumped out, running as fast as she could after her soulmate.