Curse of a Djinn by Lichelle Slater

Author:Lichelle Slater [Slater, Lichelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Gwen

I stared at the flurry of colors as Doren disappeared, and I felt as if he had ripped my heart out of my chest.

Why are men so oblivious?

I practically told him to his face that I cared about him!

Annoyed wasn’t the correct word. Furious, that was better.

I faced Seymour and balled my hands into fists. “Are all guys that stupid?”

He cocked his head. “I don’t know.”

“Well, now we have a problem!” I stormed out of the bedroom, grabbing my jacket along the way.

I heard Seymour’s nails on the floor as he padded after me. “What problem?”

“We have to rescue Doren, of course.”

“How are we going to do that?”

I stopped at the front door. “I don’t know. But there’s got to be something we can do.” I pulled the door open, only to gasp when I came face-to-face with an enforcement officer about to knock.

“Oh, hello,” he said, giving me a flashy smile. “Are you Guinevere?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“I’m afraid we need you to come with us.” He stepped aside, opening the doorway and my path, revealing a waiting squad car in the driveway.

I wished I had Doren right then, but nothing happened, and my stomach sunk. “Why?” I repeated.

“Because we received information that you are an unregistered magic user, which is against the law. You can come willingly or make this difficult.” He shrugged his wide shoulders. “Your choice.”

I looked down at Seymour, silently asking for help.

“Well, Julene did tell you to register,” was his only response.

“Can I take my dog with me?” I asked, scooping down and lifting Seymour into my arms.

The officer looked at his partner, who nodded silently.

“Sure. Come on.”

I walked out of my house, down the steps, and out to the car. They had me sit in the back like some kind of criminal, and I clutched Seymour to my chest.

He licked his warm tongue over my chin. “Your heart is racing.”

I nodded, not wanting to say out loud how afraid I was. I’d lost Doren, was being arrested for not registering as a magic user in spite of the fact I’d had magic for less than a month, and who knew what was about to happen next?

They took me to an interrogation room, which I found odd, but Seymour fell asleep in my lap. I’d grown tired of staring at my own reflection in the one-way mirror across from me. Surely, this wasn’t routine. It was a simple misunderstanding, and I should have just been able to register and be on my way.

Right?

The door finally opened, and I adjusted in my seat. “Can I please register and go home? I was leaving to head to dinner with my friends, and I’m starving.”

The man who entered wasn’t the man who had arrested me. He sat down in the seat across the table and entwined his fingers. He wore a gray suit with the jacket unbuttoned and no tie. “So, Guinevere. I understand you’re a sorceress. That’s very impressive.”

I rolled my eyes. “Cut to the chase. Any numbskull can see you’re beating around the bush.

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