Page 32 of Dark Moon Secrets

“But there’s a hint of sweetness.”

“Local honey. I don’t have bees, but my man does, so I do help him from time to time.”

I nodded, liking what I was hearing about some of the products being sold in the store. Local and natural were always good selling points, but this wasn’t what I wanted to be discussing. It was time to get down to the nitty-gritty and stop avoiding it.

“What do you have to tell me?” I asked.

“Are you sure you really want to know?” A shadow crossed her face.

“I am. I want to know. I need to know.”

Luna paused, then inhaled slowly. She took a sip of her tea and closed her eyes.

I was about to interrupt to ask her just to hurry up and tell me when her eyes flickered open.

“Tanjie Shaw, you’re a witch.”

I spluttered on the mouthful of tea. When I stopped coughing, I stared at Luna in disbelief. I was many things, but I was not a witch.

“The Coven of the Blue Wren called you to take your position.”

“I’m not a witch.” I was sure I wasn’t hearing her right.

“You’re called to help us fight those who seek to stop us from having the powers of our birth,” continued Luna as if I hadn’t denied what she’d said.

I shook my head.

“You wanted to know. Now you have to listen.”

I swallowed hard, shaking my head.

This was completely crazy.

I didn’t know what I had expected Luna to tell me, but it wasn’t that I was a witch and part of some coven. I didn’t take orders from anyone.

This wasn’t going to be the conversation I wanted because now I was quickly losing respect and trust for someone I thought might help me make sense of Maria’s wishes.

CHAPTER 13

Tanjie

Shaken by what Luna told me, I sipped more of the tea, finding it soothing. There was absolutely no way I could be a witch. At best, I had good intuition, but nothing more than that.

“You’re mistaken. I’m not a witch.” I rested the cup in my lap.

“You are, and your parents were. That’s why they wanted you to learn all the ‘hippie stuff’ you apparently called it.”

My eyes widened at the reference to hippie stuff. It was what I called it but only to my parents.

“Did you know my parents?” It was the most logical explanation.

“They were part of the coven.” Luna’s eyes misted. “I miss them, as we all do. They were taken too soon, which devastated us all.”

I frowned. “What do you mean taken? They died in a car accident because of a drunk driver.”

Luna shifted on the couch, adjusting her position. “That was the cover story for humans.”

“Wait… so there’s discrimination between whether or not you can wield magic?” I held the cup of tea tightly as if it were my anchor to reality.

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