The Taming of Adam Part 2: The Hunter's Sign
things; it can make trees grow instantly, cure infected wounds, and create
matter from shadow. But one thing it cannot do is directly affect people's
emotions. Love potions and charm spells are the stuff of fairy tales, not of
real-world magic. If a male mage wants the affections of a woman, the best
he can do is buy flowers and a fancy dinner.
Yet how can it not be magic? He was hardly a hopeless romantic; he
knows there is more to a woman than a pretty face. He believes he is strong
enough to repel the advances of any woman he doesn't like, especially this
one who had once tricked him into doing terrible things.
Nonetheless, those eyes hold him captive in his dreams every time,
and whenever he wakes up he can't help but feel empty inside, as if his one
chance for happiness had come and gone forever. He feels this way even at
the end of the dream, when the eyes take on a dark look, and the woman
thrusts her face towards him, the mist parting to reveal a circular mouth
edged with teeth sharp enough to sink into his skin like a drill in a two-by-
And he smiles at the sight, pleased that he will get to see Ellen one
more time, even as she gives him a kiss hot enough to get his blood flowing,
letting it pour over his skin and clothes …
He shuddered violently and picked his head up. He was groggy and had a sour
taste in his mouth. The evening sky before him was a faint blue, the clouds the
color of a dried-up violet. He was in a car on a freeway, a five-year-old Tunaro
Eagle. Its gentle movement and comfy seat must have made him fall asleep.
"Whoa, you all right?"
Naomi was in the driver's seat, glancing at him with concern.
Adam straightened himself, his face flushed from embarrassment. "Y-
yeah, I'm okay. I didn't say anything, did I?"
Naomi made one of her bemused, sweet smiles she gave him often.
"No, should you have?"
"No," he said slyly. Fact was, he's had people tell him lately that he
often said strange things in his sleep--things he'd rather not have them hear.
"Are we almost there?"
"We're pretty close."