Page 11 of Light Magic

What mattered was my magic.

“Fine,” I muttered. I puffed up my chest and faced the witches.

But they were talking to Levi in hushed tones.

My irritation made itself front and center again, and I clenched my fists, wishing I could punch him and send him to the underworld.

Noticing me, Gwen shushed them. Then they all looked at me. Even the cat seemed to wake up long enough to glance at me.

Not containing myself, I looked at Levi. “Will you leave if I ask you to?”

He opened his mouth to answer, but Abbie beat him to the punch. “Levi is an honored guest at the Grand Eternity Hall, and he won’t be going anywhere.”

Honored guest? I almost scoffed at that. What could he have possible done to be awarded such a title?

Honestly, I didn’t want to know.

So, I did my best to ignore him and continued, “Lacey brought me here because she thought you could help me get my magic again.”

Maggie frowned. “Is it suppressed?”

I shook my head and told her what had happened—during a battle, a former Prince of the Underworld had absorbed my magic and left me with nothing.

Not even an ounce.

Now that I had my wings back, I could feel a tiny sliver of magic, the one that made it possible for me to make them disappear inside of me as if they were the size of my palm instead of ten feet wide.

But as much as I tried, I couldn’t access that magic.

“And if it means I’ll allocate that magic to somewhere else, I would rather not mess with it,” I said.

“Understandable,” Abbie said. “That sounds complicated. I don’t think we have many books about angel magic.”

“We were always secretive creatures,” I said.

She nodded. “Exactly.” Beside her, Levi sat down and perused the book he had found, as if nothing was happening here. “But the knowledge in this library is endless. I’m positive we can find something. If not the exact answer you’re looking for, then a clue or some direction.”

I perked up. “That would be great.”

“It might take a while,” Abbie said. She pointed to the books spread over the table. “We’re working on something important right now, and probably won’t be done today.”

My chest deflated. But I had been without my magic for over six months, hadn’t I? What was a few more hours? “That’s fine,” I lied. “So, hm, should I leave and come back tomorrow or?—”

Abbie stood. “If Lacey brought you here, then you’re a friend. You should stay here for the night. I promise that tomorrow we can at least discuss more of your situation and decide.”

Stay in this place with Levi … it wasn’t ideal, but what was nowadays? Go back to that shitty motel, spend money on it, hide from the supernaturals looking for me?

It was safer here.

“That would be great,” I said.

“Good.” Abbie gestured to my side. “Then Myg here will take you to a guest bedroom now.”

I glanced to where Abbie was pointing and almost yelped when I saw a short female goblin standing five feet behind me. A small creature that came up to my waist, with pale green skin, huge, pointed ears, flimsy dark hair, and a scrunched ugly face. She wore a simple black dress with a white apron over it.

“This way,” Myg said, her voice scratching like old bark.

The goblin shuffled from the room. I hesitated, a little confused by this turn of events. All I wanted was to find a spell to give me back my magic, and leave this place, preferably today. Was that too much to ask?

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