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were the key to opening it, he’d access the spell binding Mason, and could then unseal the curse.
    “Have you found the other stones yet?” Sienna asked, her stomach rolling at the thought.
    He grinned, meeting her eyes. “We’re working on it.”
    “Even if you find the book, you’ll never be able to open it.”
    “They all warned me that I’d never catch a Beckham witch, but here you are.” He kicked at the rope around her ankles. “Bound, weak, useless.” Pleased with himself, he started to chuckle.
    “I’ll never help you.”
    “You will or people will die. You’re a witch so you’ll never let that happen.” He trailed a calloused finger along her jaw and down to the silver necklace around her neck, his touch light, yet harsh at the same time. “Beautiful necklace.” His fingers clasped around the solid pendant and toyed for a moment before yanking it off her.
    “No!” Eyes widened in disbelief as her hands flew to the spot on her neck where the necklace had hung for the last two years.
    “A family heirloom?”
    His mocking tone stirred the lull inside of her and fury sparked a sudden burst of renewed strength. Sienna pushed at his chest and he stumbled backward. Stronger than her, he recovered with the speed of a demon and pounced.
    His slap was brutal. “You’re weak, Sienna. Nothing you do can harm me.”
    “I won’t always be weak,” she said, hating that he was right. The effects from the Rose Thorn still ravaged her and until the dreaded herb left her system, she would never be able to fight him off.
    “But just to be sure …” he said with a wicked smile and brought the syringe toward her.
    She baulked in fear, panic taking its destructive grip. “You can’t!” She tried to back away from him, but stumbled against the couch behind her. “A second dose so soon could be deadly.”
    He grinned and closed in on her. “A gamble.”
    “No!” she screamed as all three men held her down and injected her with the dreaded herb. The affect was instant and her body went completely limp. She fought for consciousness, tried to claw her way out of the blackness.
    And lost.
    Much later, she resurfaced long enough to hear the shouting, breaking glass and violence - terrifying sounds that rattled her to the core. She tried to open her eyes, to make sense of the chaos around her, but sleep beckoned.
    Then silence fell.
    Confusion reigned and she couldn’t move, couldn’t fight back. Alone. She was so alone and at the mercy of these three men.
    And out of the darkness, she saw him.
    Archer.
    “Sienna,” Archer murmured, kneeling beside her. “It’s over.”
    “Archer?”
    “It’s okay, we’re here. You’re safe now.”
    Strong arms drew her in as the blackness engulfed her again.
    Her Keepers had found her.
     

CHAPTER FIVE
    BENNETT ESTATE, RAPID FALLS, CANADA
     
    “Archer?” His name, whispered in the darkness, had Archer bolting from the chair in the corner of the bedroom.
    “Sienna.” Archer sat on the bed beside her, relief washing over him. A quick study along the length of her reassured him that she was fine. Pale and thin, but she was awake – and safe. She looked lost in the massive bed and for a moment, he wasn’t sure if the bed was ridiculously too big or if she was simply too damn small. “You had us scared to death.”
    “Remind me to hunt down every last Rose Thorn tree and destroy it.” She grunted and tried to sit up, blinking to clear the cloudiness. “That herb packs a powerful punch.”
    “It’ll take a while for the affects to wear off and for your body to heal.” Archer reached for her, adjusted the pillows. Her arms felt tiny in his hands, almost as though they were silly little branches that could be snapped without any effort at all.
    She settled back against the pillows and ran her fingers through her long hair, the colour of fire, in an attempt to tame the wavy curls. “Where am I?”
    “We brought you home.” And about time too. The huge