Tangled Threads

Special Chapter: Myra Vance

"I don't understand it," I said, watching the bound man's chest rise and fall in shallow, desperate breaths against the kitchen counter. "Why isn't he using his magic to try to escape?"

Corvus's gaze slid sideways toward another counter where a half-empty green bottle sat. It caught the light like poisoned emerald, contents swirling with lazy malice.

I crossed to it, fi