. . .”
Fin took Caesar into a charge, and shot down a hand to split the earth open under the wolf. As the horse leaped over it, the wolf vanished.
Fin heard the laughter behind him, turned the horse.
Cabhan floated above the open earth on a blanket of fog.
“Far from the best, boy. You’ve yet to taste my best. Spare yourself, for in the end you’ll come to me. I know your blood.”
Fin fought the urge to charge again, but he’d been in business long enough to know a turned back could pack a harder punch.
So he simply turned Caesar, walked away without hurry.
“Spare yourself.” It came as a whisper, not a shout. “And when I’ve finished with you, I will bind the dark witch you lust for to you for eternity.”
The urge to turn and charge grew with fury.
Without looking back, Fin healed the earth, and moved forward and out of the woods.
Fin tethered the horse outside the cottage and, dismounting, pressed his cheek to Caesar’s. “You earned your name today, as you never hesitated to charge when I asked it of you.” Like a magician, he held out his hand, showed it empty, then turned his wrist and produced an apple.
While Caesar crunched his treat, Fin called Sassy to glove. “And you, so brave for one so young. You’ll hunt.” He signaled to Merlin. “You’ll hunt together in Branna’s field, and you can stay awhile in Roibeard’s lean-to. And you.” He bent to rub Bugs. “I’ll wager there’s a biscuit inside for the likes of you.”
With the dog, Fin walked to the workshop and in.
“There’s my reward,” he said as Branna took a tray of biscuits out of the little workshop oven.
“You timed that exceedingly well.” She laid the tray on the top of the stove, turned. “Something happened,” she said immediately.
“Not of great import, but here’s a hound who’s earned a biscuit if you have one.”
“Of course.” She got two from the jar, as Kathel had already stirred himself from his nap by the fire to greet his small friend.
“I’d rather this sort,” Fin said and plucked up one of the human variety she already had cooled on a rack. “I had business to see to at home, then at the school and around to the stables. We’re doing the hawk-and-horse package come spring.”
“That’s all well and good, but what happened?”
“I took hawk and horse out myself. Caesar and Merlin and a pretty female name of Sassy who will mate with Merlin when she’s ready for it.”
“And how does she feel about that?” Branna put the kettle on as Fin already grabbed a second biscuit.
“She likes the look of him, and he of her. I was after mapping out a couple of routes that might suit the package, and Bugs joined in as we passed near the big stables. With them I turned this way, thinking to work with you for an hour or two, and passed by the entrance to Sorcha’s cabin.”
“You could’ve avoided that spot.”
“True enough. I didn’t want to avoid it. And because I didn’t, I learned the hawk I chose for Merlin will be his match.”
He told her, accepted the tea, and actively considered trying for a third biscuit.
“He grows more arrogant,” Branna said.
“Enough to taunt, which is all this business was. He wanted me to come at him again, and it occurred to me that denying him that was more of an insult.”
“He wants us to know none of us can take a simple walk in the woods without risk. Taunting,” Branna agreed, “in hopes to destroy our morale, close us in.”
“He’s more confident than he was, or so it strikes me.”
“We’ve bloodied him twice, more than twice, and the last time nearly destroyed him.”
“But we didn’t,” Fin pointed out. “And he heals, and knows he’s only to reach his lair again to heal. Knows he can battle us time and time again, and come back time and time again. If you’re a gambling man, the odds would be at some point we’ll lose the day. It’s time again, Branna, and he has that in his pocket.”
“He doesn’t believe he can be destroyed—or he doesn’t believe what’s in him can. But I’m working on that.”
She walked over, tapped her finger on her notebook. “I called on my father, and he called on others, and I’ve put together ingredients and the mixing of them I think will take the demon. I’ve been working on the words of the spell along with it. We need