Books 4-6 (A Witch's Soul, A Witch's Prophecy, A Witch's Hope) by Heather Hildenbrand

Author:Heather Hildenbrand [Hildenbrand, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-25T04:00:00+00:00

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By the end of Sam’s school day, I was already losing my shit. Edie still hadn’t called me back. Breck had checked in with Sam with apparently nothing useful to report—RJ was napping of all things—and I’d missed lunch when I’d gone to take a leak in the five minutes the hot dog cart had apparently rolled by the quad where I was sitting with a clear view of Sam’s classroom. This college bull shit was not my favorite recon.

By the time Sam emerged from the building, I’d talked myself into and out of about sixteen different plans regarding how to make Sushna pay for whatever she’d done to my mom. The moment I saw her, I put all of it aside and watched her. She crossed the grass, a smile on her face and a spring in her step and my chest ached to realize just how far she’d fallen with the stress and heartbreak of this whole situation. And even though I knew deep down this wasn’t really my fault, I couldn’t help the guilt that pressed in around my chest for all that she’d missed between the memory wipe and the mad goddess inside her.

“Hey,” she said, coming to a stop in front of the bench where I sat.

“Hey, yourself.”

“How was your morning?”

“Long. How was yours?”

She rolled her eyes but she was still smiling as she said, “Obedient.” She sat next to me and sipped from a bottle of water.

“Obedient is good. Can I ask you something?”

“Shoot.”

I gestured to the space around us. “What is all this for?”

She frowned. “What do you mean?”

“I mean why are you here fulfilling the terms of this probation anyway? What does school mean to you? What are you getting from it?”

She frowned. “I don’t know. I mean, I made a commitment. My scholarship…”

“Right, but if your scholarship didn’t go away, I mean, is school what you really want?”

She bit her lip. “I don’t know. School was what I had. It was my life before … well, everything else.”

“And now?”

“Now.” She set the water bottle aside and slid her hand into mine. “Now, the magic, Brittany, Breck, you ... You’re my life.”

I kissed her, wondering if she knew just how right that answer was.

“What about you?” she asked. “If you didn’t have CHAS. I mean—if they invite you back in, after the interrogation and everything else … will you go?”

“I don’t know,” I said, trying to picture a life that involved killing werewolves while loving a girl who healed them. My chest tightened.

“They’ve become a lot more progressive under the new leadership but …”

“But not if they’re torturing their own people,” she said softly.

I nodded, fury working its way toward the surface at the memory. I shoved it back, promising myself that someday I’d face Brooks for that shit. Make him answer. But for now, we had bigger problems. “And then, of course, there’s their stance on witches.”

Sam patted my knee. “Maybe we’ll change their minds. When we win.”

“Breck said they’ve blocked witches from entering the capital office at all now.

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