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Chapters (61)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise for Anne Bishop
  3. Also by Anne Bishop
  4. THE HOUSE OF GAIAN
  5. Copyright
  6. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  7. Chapter 1
  8. Chapter 2
  9. Chapter 3
  10. Chapter 4
  11. Chapter 5
  12. Chapter 6
  13. Chapter 7
  14. Chapter 8
  15. Chapter 9
  16. Chapter 10
  17. Chapter 11
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Chapter 14
  21. Chapter 15
  22. Chapter 16
  23. Chapter 17
  24. Chapter 18
  25. Chapter 19
  26. Chapter 20
  27. Chapter 21
  28. Chapter 22
  29. Chapter 23
  30. Chapter 24
  31. Chapter 25
  32. Chapter 26
  33. Chapter 27
  34. Chapter 28
  35. Chapter 29
  36. Chapter 30
  37. Chapter 31
  38. Chapter 32
  39. Chapter 33
  40. Chapter 34
  41. Chapter 35
  42. Chapter 36
  43. Chapter 37
  44. Chapter 38
  45. Chapter 39
  46. Chapter 40
  47. Chapter 41
  48. Chapter 42
  49. Chapter 43
  50. Chapter 44
  51. Chapter 45
  52. Chapter 46
  53. Chapter 47
  54. Chapter 48
  55. Chapter 49
  56. Chapter 50
  57. Chapter 51
  58. Chapter 52
  59. Chapter 53
  60. Chapter 54
  61. Chapter 55

“You said it was a pissing contest,” Liam said. “But are there witches in the Mother’s Hills who really could summon a wind like that or bring the sea so far inland?” You’re drunk, laddy-boy. But he sobered up second by second as he saw both women go absolutely still.

“Not among my kin, no,” Breanna said carefully. “At least…I don’t think so.”

“There are some questions it is best not to ask about the House of Gaian,” Gwenn whispered.

Donovan slowly rose to his feet. “Gwenn?”

She shook her head, then began rubbing her hands over her upper arms, as if suddenly chilled.

“There are Crones,” Gwenn said reluctantly, “who know the old magic. Things the rest of us never learn. They are very powerful. You didn’t meet any of them.”

Liam glanced over at Donovan and saw him swallow hard. Mother’s mercy. Donovan had obviously been awed by those he had met—and now Gwenn was telling him there were others even more powerful?

“Mostly they teach,” Gwenn continued. “They teach the strongest and the best, the ones whose hearts embrace our creed. The ones who also have the temper to use that power if it’s needed.”

“We need allies, Gwenn,” Donovan said softly. “I don’t think my people can stop the Inquisitors. Not alone.”

“That’s why Gwenn needs to come to the Old Place this evening,” Breanna said. She held up a small piece of paper. “Rory brought this a short while ago. It’s from my cousin Skelly. He says something is happening tonight, and we need to stay aware for whatever might be written on water, whispered on the wind.”

“What’s tonight?” Liam asked.

“The new moon rises,” Gwenn replied, still rubbing her arms.

“Whatever it is, the House of Gaian is paying heed,” Breanna added. “So whatever happens tonight could change everything.”

Liam rose, then walked slowly to the door. “Let me see if the cook has the means of providing a meal for all of us. Then we can ride out to the Old Place.”

Breanna nodded.

As he stepped into the hallway, he heard Gwenn say quietly, “I met two of them a few years ago, when I studied for a while in the Mother’s Hills. Two who were being instructed by the Crones. They are too strongly trained in the creed, as the most powerful of us must be, to ever strike first, but may the Mother have mercy on anyone foolish enough to provoke Selena or Rhyann into striking back.”

Chapter 10

new moon