Page 84 of The Bookseller and the Alpha (Witch Twins #1)

Calypso

No-one was more surprised than me when flames shot out of my fingers.

I’d been expecting to knock these guys over with a blast of force.

Not with fire. But I had been feeling angry.

Furious. Incandescent, in fact. Oh gods.

I just burned two men to death. My pulse fluttered in my neck and my palms felt clammy.

Black dots flashed at the edge of my vision.

Don’t pass out. Don’t pass out. I wasn’t sorry. It was self-defence. But acid rose in my throat nonetheless. And the feeling of dread was sitting heavy on my chest.

Mate, you are MAGNIFICENT.

Luc’s words down the bond were accompanied by a strong feeling of pride.

And satisfaction. His feelings pushed away the nausea.

This was appropriate Shifter justice and I was acting in not just a way that made my mate proud of me, but it was expected that I could and would defend myself if threatened.

If only my vision wasn’t so blurry. I’d used too much power, too quickly. Luc and I needed to get out of here. I staggered into a standing position, swaying like I was drunk, my vision tunnelling. Luc. I needed Luc. I could hear his heavy footsteps, moving quickly toward me. He was close.

And something was still very wrong. Danger. Luc was in danger.