Welcome to another installment of WIP Wednesday's.
Things come to a head between Arthur and Gwen as they face off, dealing with their painful past.
He looked so confused at that moment her heart nearly broke
in two. It took everything she had not to go and soothe him. No, bad idea, he can’t give you what you want,
and it would only lead to more heartache. The voice of reason broke
through, thank the goddess.
“That’s the problem. You never will because it’s not in your
makeup.” The longing in her voice brought her up short. The truth in her words
slamming her upside the head as pain radiated through her chest where her torn
and bloody heart did a thump – sputter
–thump.
“Please leave, I can’t…we can’t…just go.” She stuttered,
horrified to find her cheeks wet with tears.
He moved slowly toward her as if she were a cornered animal,
hands up in a gesture of ‘look, I’m
harmless’. But she knew, just as a rabbit viewed a wolf, how dangerous he
truly was.
If she let him in, allowed her feelings to grow there would
be no coming back from it if he did the same bullshit to her again.
And she refused to risk living through all the hell her
grief and guilt, the endless loop which, for some reason, she now found herself
free of.
The magic surged through her a living current tingling up
her arms and into the palm of her hands. Warmth filled her as the power pulsed
through her nervous system, throbbing in time to the beat of her heart. She
raised her glowing palms toward him and pushed.
The magic hit him square in the chest, throwing him back to
crash against the wall, penning him there. Shock registered on his face, a
what–the-fuck- is–this, He never saw coming. Brutal satisfaction filled her as
she reveled in the power she wielded over him and what that said about her, she
didn’t want to contemplate.
“You don’t get a say
over my life. I have control over what choices I make, not you.” She hissed out
between clenched teeth releasing him from the magic.
He went down on his knees with a hard crack as bone met
floor a flash of admiration mixed with the wince of pain. “You’ve changed Gwen;
you’re tougher, stronger now.”
She would have given him a big fat duh, but what he said sank in and grabbed her with sharp claws.
Realization hit her square in the face, because no matter how many times she
told herself the same thing it didn’t feel real until Arthur said it.
BLURB: 
Arthur Penner is more than
happy to aid a lady in need of help, especially if the woman is targeted by his
nemesis Vance Hollister. The fact the lady in question turns out to be not only
a powerful witch, but a gorgeous red head with a wealth of curves that don’t
quit? Even better.
What he isn’t prepared for is
the discovery that the woman just happens to be his reincarnated Queen
Gwenivere, and worse, she has no memory of who he is.
His well-ordered life is crumbling
around him as yet another surprise turns up in the form of his reincarnated
sister. It seems the past is swallowing him whole, forcing him to let go of previous
betrayals and trust once more.
Gwen McAllister finds herself
between a rock and a hard spot. Drawn to the quiet strength and confidence of
Arthur. It isn’t until her memories are savagely restored by a vengeful goddess
that she realizes who she is and the bitter betrayal she caused. Even her
familiar, a mouthy Himalayan named Salt seems to be against her, demanding she
trust the very man she destroyed with her life.
A new threat is rising, one
which will plunge the world they know into darkness. To defeat an old enemy
they must depend on each other and learn to forgive. A tall order and time is
running out. Can they let go of the past and embrace the promise of a future or
will they lose everything in the ultimate battle between good and evil?
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