Bound by Witchcraft: Charmed by My Masters (8 page)

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Blair pulled out five more cups and smiled at Betsy. “Betsy, I’m afraid our tea party is going to get a little bigger. I need your help Betsy. Tracy and Bethany, I need you too.” At once both woman appeared in the room and gasped.

“What’s wrong?” both of them stared at her.

“Tracy, get the guards in here now, and then I need all of you to sit around here. Quickly, we don’t have much time and I’m weak already.” Blair whispered words, and water filled the cups she had placed around the table.

“He’s here, isn’t he?” Betsy’s voice broke her concentration and Blair met her gaze as all five of them sat down around her.

“Yes Betsy, the man that made you sick is here. He won’t be allowed up here, but he will try. And when he tries, he’s going to release a spell that I won’t be able to protect everyone from. That is where I will need your help. Each of you has a cup filled with a potion.” She turned to the guards.

“You three know who surrounds and protects this place, right? Each of you take a side and mention a guard’s name while taking a sip and that man will be protected. Do this until the whole guard is protected outside, then work inside. We have to protect our outside first, which is where they will hit us, thinking that we have been rendered useless. When you speak their name, they will be protected against the black fog that comes. It won’t kill, but it will knock everyone out.”

The guards each nodded and proceeded to do as she asked. “When you are done outside, try and start with the guards inside.” She turned to Betsy. “Betsy, you do all the children you can remember. Say each name and visualize what they look like.”

Betsy started at once and glanced at the two women at her side.

“Please ladies, I could use anyone who can help against the attack first. I won’t be able to heal everyone quickly enough if we don’t get this done,” Blair explained, as she took a sip, saying Dietrich’s name and the one who shook his hand. Next came Gray and the man he was talking with. Jax, his second and the third man…

She jumped as soon as she heard the scream that filled the air. Betsy dropped her cup and it shattered. She waved her hand and the cup was fixed, with more tea inside it. “It’s okay Betsy. He just reached the shield I had put up.” She smiled and nodded to her drink. “He didn’t like the surprise I left for him.” Her magic filled the room, Bethany and Tracy’s husbands now stood behind them. They each nodded to her and moved to protect them while they continued with the litany of names, until she knew it was too late to do anymore.

“You can stop now. You can’t help any others. His spell has passed through the outside.” She glanced at the guards. “Did you finish the guards outside?”

“Yes, and we started inside, but we didn’t reach half of the men that were inside.” The guard moved with the other three guards, and helped her to stand.

“Tracy, Bethany, I need you and your husbands to stay here and protect Betsy. I have to heal those I can so that we are not totally defenseless. Do not leave the private area. You’ll be safe here.”

She turned to leave when Betsy’s hand tugged on hers. Tears fell down her cheeks. “Is Daddy okay?”

Blair smiled and nodded. “Of course, I protected him first. Now go on, I’m going to have the children that are still up brought up here where they’ll be safe.”

Tracy stepped up to her and hugged her tight. “I know you are weak and in pain, but yet you don’t stop. I’m proud to have you as a daughter, thank you.” She stepped back as Bethany hugged her.

“Be careful Blair.” Bethany stared at the men that surrounded Blair. “You protect her, because if she dies, you do.”

She smiled and patted Bethany’s arm. “We’ll be fine.” Blair moved out of her arms and out the door. She took a deep breath as they made their way through the near hallways. There they found four men, three women and two children on the ground. With one touch and a few words they each woke. The women and children moved up to the personal housing which was now safe, while the men surrounded her, adding to her guard as they went.

Coming to the doors to the main lobby, she jumped when they flew open and Dietrich stood there. He was furious. “What the hell did you do to my men?’

One of the guards, Bo, stepped in front of her, blocking her view. Her body shook, weak from healing, but her heart hurt worse. Ignoring all of them, she moved into the room going towards Jax’s pack.

Each man she touched, Blair repeated the ritual. They woke instantly, shifting to their beast. Each time she would have to jump back, afraid they would attack her. She touched the last man from Jax’s pack, saying the words. She faltered for a minute when large warm arms wrapped around her. It was Jax.

“I’ve got you.” Blair nodded and finished with his men, turning to the cat group.

She glanced up at one man, Gabe Trank. “I can heal them, but when they awaken, they will be ready attack. Can you please make sure they don’t come after me?”

“Why would you heal my own men, when you did this?” the man hissed.

Blair sighed. “Sir, I had nothing to do with this. Can’t any of you smell the black magic? Or are you all so focused on accusing me, when all I’m trying to do is help you?”

The three cat men smelled the air and snarled. “Forgive me, please. I will be forever in your debt, we all will.” He bowed to her and moved next to her.

Jax snarled and she glared up at him. “Not a fucking word…The three of you are officially on my shit list. If you are not careful, you will be that snake my sister promised to turn you into.” Blair stomped over to the first man, saying the words, and jumping back as Gabe moved in front of her, protecting her.

For the next half hour she moved around the main room, healing all she could, before she moved outside. When Blair came to a small woman outside the grounds, she realized that this one wasn’t a wolf or a cat, but a witch, like herself. Kneeling down beside the woman, she turned her over and placed her head on her lap and gasped.

“Aimee, how, why?” She whispered the spell, tears spilled down her face as she watched Aimee open her eyes and smile up at her.

“I thought you were dead. How?” She hugged her when Aimee sat up crying.

“Hell, I thought I was dead too, but somehow I got away from him.” She pulled back and stared at her. “Jacob isn’t finished with you mom, I had to warn you. He knows about the Triad and he’s furious. That’s how I got away. He went into a rage forgetting about me just for a minute. I had saved all my magic as you taught me and was able to slip away.”

Blair stood and held out her hand. “Come walk with me, while I wake the others. I don’t think I want to let you out of my sight, right now.” She squeezed Aimee’s hand, the orphan she had taken in as a child.

Fresh tears filled her eyes as she hugged Aimee again. “You shouldn’t have done it Aimee, the thought of you in that man’s hands.” Slowly Blair pulled back. “You’re a vampire now, aren’t you?”

Aimee’s lip trembled and fat tears of blood dropped to the ground. “That was the first thing he did, so I could withstand his…”

“Shhhh.” Blair said and started to hug her again when Gray pulled her away from Aimee, performing a spell.

“NO!” Blair threw her magic out and blasted Gray, sending him backwards. Everyone around her stopped doing what they were doing and stared at her.

Her magic surrounded Aimee and protected her as Blair waited for another attack. “If one of you attacks her, I won’t hesitate to kill you.” She glanced to Gray, who slowly got up. “You are my partner, but if you harm one hair on my daughter, I will leave this place.”

Gasps and snarls surrounded her as Dietrich moved around her and Aimee. “What do you mean “your daughter”? She is no blood to you and she is a vampire.” Dietrich stopped in front of her.

“Bravo wise man.” Blair sneered. “I found Aimee at the age of three. I raised her with my sisters and brothers. She sacrificed herself to help me slip away from Jacob.” Blair was furious. She knew her hair was now flying all around her. Every ounce of her power was now visible to all those around her.

“Mom, please. I can leave.” Aimee placed her hand on her arm and at once Blair pulled a small bit of her magic back while she turned and stared at Aimee, shaking her head.

“No, you won’t go anywhere. You will live here, with me and if you are not welcome, we’ll go back. Some how, we’ll find a way to protect ourselves, but I will not allow you to leave me again.” Blair brushed the brown hair back away from Aimee’s face noticing the small scar on her forehead. “I’ll kill him for hurting you.”

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but can you please heal the rest of my men.” Dietrich asked, not saying anything else.

Together Blair and Aimee healed the rest of the men, women, and children. By the time they were done, both of them were exhausted. She smiled at Aimee. “You have been practicing. I’m impressed, but you need to feed, don’t you?”

Aimee sighed and slumped in the chair in the main hallway. “I’ll be fine.”

Blair stood and held out her hand. “Come, let’s have some privacy. Dietrich’s office is around the corner.”

She waited as Aimee stood and swayed a little. Blair rushed to her side. “How long have you gone without?”

Once more tears slid down Aimee’s face. “I won’t risk anyone, Mom.” Aimee tried to pull away, but Blair held her.

“So you haven’t fed in how long? I won’t ask again Aimee.” Blair snapped.

“A few days, okay.” Aimee yanked herself out of Blair’s arms and ran smack into Tison’s broad chest.

Blair smiled. “Tison, it’s great to see you. May I introduce you to my daughter, Aimee? Aimee, this is Tison McGrey, he is one of the men who helped me get here.”

“May I offer some assistance?” He held up a bottle that looked like it was filled with wine. He laughed at her. “We keep bottles of blood in case we have vampires here. Yes, there are some that are friends that come here. Many of the men donate their blood to keep it fresh.”

Blair laughed and reached to hug Tison, but Jax pulled her back into his body, surprising him. “There is no need to hug him.” Jax grumbled and tried to kiss her cheek, but she pulled out of his arms.

“Don’t. Right now I don’t want any of you to touch me.” She turned and watched Aimee follow Tison into the bar,. She followed at a slower pace, giving her daughter time. Even though Aimee was twenty six, she would always be her baby, just as Lizzie and Tony were.

She sat down at an empty table; a woman came over and smiled down at her. “What would you like to drink? You have done so much for all of us. Please let me get you something. My name is Mary.”

Blair smiled. “Thank you Mary. I would love a glass of iced tea please.”

Mary nodded. “The cooks wanted to know what you would like. It’s past lunch time, but they want you to eat something.”

“How about a BLT with some fries.” Blair stiffened as all three of her partners pulled out chairs and sat down at the table with her. Mary glanced at them and each one shook their heads waiting for her to leave.

“I’ll have your food out as soon as possible.” Mary left in a hurry, Aimee sat and talked with Tison, while drinking the bottle of blood.

“Blair, this has to stop, look at me.” Dietrich reached over and placed his hand on top of hers.

She tried to pull back, but he held on to her. “I have to stop? First you accuse me of doing all of this, for which I still haven’t heard an apology, or for that matter a thank you for waking everyone. Then you threaten my family, while I protected yours!”

“Who did this Blair, if it wasn’t you?” Dietrich held her gaze, his eyes burned with uncertainty.

“Sabor did Daddy.” Betsy said behind them, Bethany held her in her arms. “He’s the one who bit me and made me sick.”

Dietrich released her hands and stood facing his daughter. Blair took the time to slip away from the bar and go outside. The cold air greeted her like a slap in the face, but she welcomed it, needed it. She was so tired and hurt. Moving through the parking lot, Blair spotted her small car and slid inside it.

It was so peacefully quiet, no one sick, no one wanting anything from her. She had always dreamed of flying away to England to tour the country side, but she knew that would never be possible now with her responsibilities.

Blair lowered her head onto the steering wheel, her arms covering her face as the tears came, with large sobs as everything hit her at once. Her daughter had allowed herself to be used sexually to save her, and the thought of her men only made her cry harder. “Why momma, why?”

Her car door opened and she stiffened, wiping her face with her hands. “Just go away, I’ll be in later.” She looked right into Dietrich’s gaze as he knelt down next to her.