Page 40 of Wicked Witch

“I don’t know if this will work, but we can try it.”

“Thank you. Now we just need to go to Spells Hollow and hope my little stinger isn’t angry.”

WYNTER

I can’t findmy Fae anywhere, and I’m starting to worry. He has been up my ass and around the corner religiously since the moment we kissed, so where is he?

Leaving the diner, I walk over to the motel office. Mavis is there reading a smutty book, and I can’t help but applaud her. I’ve read it too, and it’s good.

“Now, that’s not something I thought you would like to read, but it’s an amazing series,” I say as I enter the room.

“Just because I am skeptical of the paranormal does not mean that I don’t like a bit of fantasy every now and again. How are you? Did you need anything?” When she uses a room key as a bookmark and doesn’t fold the page I find more respect for her.

“Have you seen the man that’s here with me? The one with the blue hair?”

Her nose scrunches as if she smells something bad, but she shakes her head. “Nope. I thought I heard him humming out back a few hours ago, but I didn’t see anyone.”

Groaning, I smack my hand on the polished check in desk.

“Thanks. Maybe he’s gone to Spells Hollow, but his car is still here. If you happen to see him, can you let him know that’s where I’ll be.”

She nods, then picks up her book once more. “I still think you’re a foolish girl for wanting to renovate that place and live there,” she mumbles, and I laugh.

“Yeah, I’m starting to agree with you.”

Giving her a wave, I leave the office and almost walk right into Arsen. I still can’t believe he’s here.

“Did you find him?”

“No, but we might as well grab some breakfast, then get back to the house.”

“Astor has some work to do today for the law firm, but I can help you.”

Giving him a smile, I nod. “Thanks. Yeah, I have a feeling this isn’t going to be easy.”

After grabbingsome breakfast and making a quick stop at the gas station for snacks, we are on the road to Spells Hollow.

The closer we get, the more ominous I start to feel. Parking on the side of the road, we begin our walk.

There’s a weird sensation in the air. Almost a static feeling if I had to describe it. It’s not unpleasant, just different.

“Do you feel that?” Sin asks and I nod.

“Yeah…” I mumble. Looking around everything seems to be the same. Ghosts still float between the Gallows and town center and all is quiet.

“It’s weird, but I don’t think we are in any danger,” I reassure, then continue past the other houses, avoiding the one that put me on my ass, until I reached the place I belong.

“I know it’s a mess right now, but this place is going to be beautiful,” I mutter, staring up at the huge home.

As we shuffle closer, avoiding the debris all around, I hear voices.

“No, Cirry, we must leave this place. There is a dark energy,” a woman says as I enter the house.

The front room has been gutted completely, and I’m stunned to see a beautiful woman relaxed on a new sofa.

There is a man beside her that I instantly know is Fae.

“Seems we found him,” I mutter to Sin, and he laughs.

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