New Coven Chapter 7

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What was he doing? He could not hold Edward hostage, even if his mind screamed for him to. Richard had more sense than that. Didn’t he. Normally.

The tall, slender man beside him jerked his arm, but Richard refused to release his grip. Sometimes it was great to be strong. Most SpellBinders were, but the man next to him was not. What had happened to his genes? More importantly how had the two of them been paired together. Was not heard of. Not in his neck of the woods. Area 2 was one of the smallest areas among the United States. Was made up of only five or six Covens. All lived in different manners, most of which I despised, but he made a promise to his mom. One he would not break. Even if she had him promise so that he would settle down and have some children. Not like she didn’t know he preferred men. He was not the only one of his Coven to refuse to go through the Choosing Ceremony. First, but not the last. Four others had. People had not understood their reasoning, or cared. All they’d saw was fellow Coven members refusing to obey. It had taken him reaching out to his father, which he never did, to keep his status among the Coven. People had not taken kindly to his actions, but they could not go against an order from the Chief of Covens. Richard despised his father, but he was not above using his status. Last resort only.

“Let me go. Now.”

“No.” Richard walked them through the door, ignoring the sexy man’s protest. Least he did not make a huge show. Would not have set well with the shelter operators.

“I don’t have time for this.” Edward’s other hand came to rest over his. Next thing Richard knew a huge sting swarmed his arm.

“Shit.” He released Edward and shook his arm. “What did you do?”

“Got myself free.” Edward stuck his head in the air and spun around, making his way to the side of the shelter.

“Where are you going?”

“Away from you.”

Great. A stubborn partner. Just what Richard needed. His life was spinning out of control as it was. He did not need the man who belonged to him to be so . . . Sexy. Stubborn. Strong willed. Determined. All the things that would fit well with him. Any other time.

“Will you at least talk to me?” Richard rounded the corner, stopping dead in his tracks.