Page 75 of My Dark Obsession
Shifting once more, I took to the skies and made my way to the Bookkeeper. Amaya had concerns as to who her father could be. Now we know her true age, we were hoping there had been record. If not, there were definitely more secrets involved then people were letting on.
Twenty-Seven
‘Forgotten Magic-Oblitus Es Magicae’
Amaya
“That kiss was steamy. Like drench your panties steamy.” Bri grinned as I choked on my sip of hot coffee. The bitterness and scorching temperature helped to ease the urge to run after Rí and dive on him. My dragon was a constant temptation.
“So this book?” I asked, trying to move on from the dragon and his heated eyes.
“Oh! Yes!” she reached behind her counter and handed me a thin paperback book. Its creased pages and frayed edges from years of use were yellowed. Turning to the first page, I frowned as I read the title: ‘The beginning’
“Thebeginning of what?”
She sat in the chair opposite me and leaned in close before checking that no one was listening.
‘Of Wisteria. Lady Samara was the first Dark Witch to find Wisteria, her, a Dragon, a Wolf, and a Fae. They mated! They were Circle Mates.”
Holy shit…fae? The Fae was real? Tall sexy long hair men with wings? They were a big staple in the books I used to sneakily read in the human realm.
“Why have you given me this?”
“Because!” she whispered leaning in closer “it holds secrets only a Dark Witch would understand!”
I didn’t want to reveal any more secrets. I already had enough on my plate, figuring out how to use my powers, getting back to my twins, transferring some to them. My birth parents, Lyal, why the war began. It was a lot. My noisy mind was already too crowded, too busy.
“Hmm, thanks. Do you have a Familiar?” I asked, the books I had read said that Familiars had stopped finding their way to witches around a century ago, easing away from the new realms and the new ways of life. That only the most powerful were lucky enough to have one.
She tilted her head and frowned before her eyes widened, “Oh! Ravioli? I should have guessed…yes, he could be your Familiar. You said he just kept appearing right? I think he must have sensed your need for him.”
I told her of my dream, how the ghost witch said hewasn’t.
“What else would he be? No, I do think he’s yours. What did Jerry say?”
“He said—"
I cut off when the strong sour smell of Ziel floated into the shop, completely overtaking the bitterness of thecoffee. He stalked towards me, his green eyes glassy yet focused on me with such an intensity my heart began to beat faster the closer he got.
Nodding to Bri he muttered “Halfling.”
Her eyes widened as she stood, wiping imaginary crumbs from the table as she stuttered “-oh hello. Well. Um…the book is here with me Amaya.” Giving me a bright smile that faulted as she passed Ziel, she disappeared behind two swinging doors.
Raising a brow at Ziel in question, he shrugged and gestured to the door. I walked out slowly, still trying to catch a better glimpse of the mocking black mist.
We walked in silence down the street, neither of us saying a word. I wanted to ask where we were going, why I had to go with him. Yet the childish part of me refused to be the first to give in and talk.
“You should read that book.” He rasped, making me want to grin at him giving in first. I kept my face neutral.
“Why?”
“The halfling was right, it reveals secrets only the Dark Witches willwantto know.”
I swatted the thick thorny vine that had crept from his jacket and lifted my back revealing my Circle Mark. Did he have full control of those vines?
“What would Iwantto know?”
“Ah you know, just why they thought so highly of the humans, why the White Witches wanted to get to them.”
