Cursed by the Love Witch by Charlotte Swan

Author:Charlotte Swan [Swan, Charlotte]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Charlotte Swan
Published: 2025-03-11T00:00:00+00:00

15

THE HIGH WARLOCK

He should’ve stayed a bird and remained perched on her window.

Venturing into her room was a gross misstep, but he couldn’t help himself. He had to come and see her. He had felt her reach for him—call out to him in a way only his kind can fully understand. Still, he should’ve remained distant and never looked through her things.

Seeing her tear-stained cheeks and hearing her soft whimpers snapped something inside of him. What was the cause of her distress? What had brought such sadness to someone so vibrant?

When he had spied the letter on her desk, everything became clear. A hot rush of anger swam in his blood—the desire to find the one responsible and tear him apart was palpable. How could anyone send someone as lovely as Darcee such vile words?

He wanted to demand answers from her and make those responsible pay, but as her breathing finally turned deep and even, he decided to remain a silent visitor. Her room was exactly as he remembered from watching her days ago. Being inside of it was even better than he imagined.

Everything smelt like Darcee—the fresh scent of his lilac bouquet mixed with her unique smell. Everything was pink, from her bedding to the frilly clothes spilling out of her closet. Used candles and incense littered her desk. Various spell jars and an empty cauldron sat near her altar. He thumbed through a book entitled My Lovers, expecting to find a list of all the people Darcee had been with.

Not that he much cared; the past was the past, but he was curious—wanting to know everything about her, even in an unethical way. However, it wasn’t a list of her lovers but all those she had brought together. As he went through each page, pride swam in his chest.

She was a talented love witch, of that he was sure. Her kindness and compassion danced through every story. No wonder he had always been drawn to her—Darcee is frightfully easy to love.

He would know.

His eyes find the note again. Reading it over again, his anger burns hot. How could a father write this to his daughter? His hands began to tremble. If only he knew⁠—

“Bael?” Darcee’s soft voice cuts through the room.

He turns on his heel, knowing that a quick transformation is out of the question. She’s spotted him, and he should own up to it now.

Her eyes are wide, and her hair is a mess of pink curls. She holds a thin pink sheet to her chest as if it or the scrap of fabric she calls a nightgown conceals any part of her. Swaths of pale skin are on display, glimmering in the moonlight. Her lips are still puffy from his kisses earlier.

His entire body hardens in an instant at the delicious sight of her.

Darcee’s magenta eyes blink under lowered brows.

“Bael?” she repeats. “Is—is that you?”

The apprehension in her voice spurns him to wave his hand. Her candles blaze to life and illuminate the dark room. She blinks again to adjust to the light.

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