Free Cursed Vengeance by Rebecca Brooke, Brandy L Rivers

them?”
    “I don’t want to leave your side,” Dylan murmured against my hair. “I want to make this right.”
    Pushing back from him, I shook my head. “Someone needs to stay. Sean is the only other witch. And, okay, I was wrong. I kissed you at my place, but I thought it was a dream and you took it too far.”
    He nodded, swallowing hard. “I stopped the second you did. You got going, and I couldn’t resist. I’m sorry I got carried away.”
    Looking away, I nodded. “We can talk about the kiss later.” Avoiding the topic couldn’t last long. My body woke up every time he was near. And being in his arms made me want to forget the situation and let nature take its course. Only, I was pretty sure I would wind up his mate the second he got his dick in me. Mate, such a terrifying idea.
    “Then who’s going to stay with Christian?” It was my only defense.
    “I will,” someone nearly growled as he walked in.
    I spun to find a man with blond hair and pale blue eyes. He moved closer, sniffing the air around me. Malice rolled off him, and I backed into Dylan.
    “Why do we have another witch present?” he snarled, glaring at me.
    Dylan stepped in front of me. I wasn’t sure if I should push past him, or stay put. Feral energy rolled off the newcomer the same as it did Dylan and Sean. I’d been sensing it but didn’t make the connection. However, the stranger was dangerous.
    “Fuck off, Bradley,” Dylan warned, the air seeming to vibrate around him. “She’s Sean’s sister and the only one who has a hope of figuring out the curse.”
    “Sister? Why have we never met?” His eyes narrowed at me.
    “Long story,” I snapped back. “And none of your business. I’m trying to help.” Not that I had a clue how to.
    Theresa came out, tears in her eyes. “Sean explained about Sierra. She wants to help, but she only learned what she is days ago. I’m willing to try anything, though.”
    “Witches cursed us. Why trust them?” he growled, sending a shiver down my spine.
    I stepped past Dylan, who growled low in his throat but didn’t move. Glaring at the asshole, I pointed out one compelling fact. “My brother is both a witch and a werewolf. Of course I want to fucking help. This involves my family too. If I can save everyone, I will.”
    “He’s been trying for years. What makes you think you’re so special if you just found out?”
    “I don’t, but I’m willing to try. That’s got to count for something.”
    “It does.” Theresa offered a smile. “Even if you can’t find the answer in time for Christian, you can find it for the pack. My little boys will suffer the same illness. It’s been going on for years.” Tears fell down her face and the asshat pulled her into his arms.
    “It’s okay, Sis. I’ll play nice. I don’t trust her, but I won’t stand in her way.”
    “I’m coming with you,” Dylan told me. Turning, I found his stern expression and didn’t bother arguing. Maybe I wouldn’t have to deal with the kiss yet.
    “I’ll be back. Sean has to explain what’s been tried and I need to work from there.”
    “Don’t apologize. When Sean explained your story, I couldn’t believe he thought you could help. But I feel your magic. At least there’s hope.”
    She had more faith in my ability than I did. So did Dylan, and after seeing the curse, I felt helpless. This wasn’t my field. I knew healing through science, not magic. I didn’t think I could actually do anything with this newfound power.
    I slipped through the door, Dylan right behind me. Tension rolled off him.
    Sean followed, closing the door.
    “Fucking bastard,” Dylan growled low.
    “In the truck,” Sean demanded.
    Glancing over, I took in Dylan’s long, powerful legs and climbed in the back, figuring he needed more room. Dylan tried to follow.
    “Nope, in the front, Dylan.” Sean left no room for argument.
    “Fine,” he snarled, glaring at Sean.
    Once the truck started, Dylan turned in his seat to look at