A Witch's Harem: Reverse Harem Fantasy by Savannah Skye

Author:Savannah Skye [Skye, Savannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

When I woke up the next morning, I was hugging a pillow and it took me a moment to remember where I was. Raising my head, I saw the elegant headboard, the fairy glass, and bookshelves. It all came back to me. As did last night.

Oh. Oh my, I thought to myself, my legs rubbing together at the memory of Mick’s hands and uh, tongue. Damn, that was incredible, I thought, wondering why he’d left.

Sitting up, I thought I knew why and I pulled my knees together, wrapping my arms around them. I’d given in to something I shouldn’t have. I’d led Mick on. The urge to flee filled me. Bright red, I buried my head on my arms and shuddered. How mortifying.

I was completely all over the place with the O’Sullivans. Ogling Seamus, kissing Patrick and Michael, well, okay, he kissed me, and then all but having sex with Mick? What was wrong with me?

Nothing, said a breezy, carelessly confident voice in my head. You want all of them.

My face went even hotter, but a calm surety came over me.

I did.

And I cared, with all of my heart, about each of them.

What if today could be different?

The thought came out of nowhere. What if it could? What if I could? What if I could believe in myself for a change? Be as strong as those four gorgeous and brave men thought I could be?

Raising my head, I thought about it and was instantly fired up. I would be.

I had to wipe my mother’s words and all those negative thoughts from my mind. Start fresh.

If I was going to succeed and save my witch brethren, then I needed to gain some self-confidence. If I was sure I was going to fail, then I surely would. I had to win against the opponent who was even more dangerous than some slumbering, crazy warlock bent on world domination.

Me.

Swinging out of bed, I marched to the closet and yanked it open. Assuming the Wonder Woman pose with my head held high, I forced myself to look at the outfits I’d told myself yesterday I couldn’t wear. Today was a new day. I’d choose the most badass outfit in here.

I found it. It was a blank tank top with flashy gold studs decorated on it like stars and a short black skirt that poofed out around my knees. It slid over my butt perfectly and the tank showed off the right amount of cleavage. Pulling on tough-looking combat boots that went to my knees, I then fastened a cloak around my shoulders. Finally, I found some black eyeliner and flicked on a cat-eye. The witch in the mirror had a dangerous edge to her smile and her red hair was a fiery, glorious mess of curls. I grinned and she grinned back.

That’s right. You’re one badass savior, Sadie Matheson.

Striding to the door, I danced downstairs with my head held high and back straight. I was on a mission to believe in myself as much as the guys did.

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