Destiny of the Witch by Harris Heather G

Author:Harris, Heather G. [Harris, Heather G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Romance, Paranormal, Vampires, Mystery
ISBN: 9781916833098
Amazon: B0CHTY9WKM
Goodreads: 198971075
Publisher: Hellhound Press Limited
Published: 2023-12-24T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 28

‘Just tell me,’ I demanded tightly. My phone chose to ring at that moment. For once, I swiped to deny the call and send it back to the Coven reception so it could be re-routed for someone else to deal with. I put the phone on do-not-disturb mode.

Bastion sat on the other side of me and took my hand. ‘John Melton.’

My vision tunnelled and I bent forward so that my head was on my knees. Bastion placed his hand on the back of my neck. ‘Push against my hand,’ he instructed quietly, ‘and breathe.’

Easier said than done. My father, the man I thought had abandoned me as a child, had built himself a new name and a new face and ensconced himself in my Coven. He had never left me.

I felt utterly conflicted. John…? Spice Shoppe John? My mind couldn’t comprehend it. But now that I knew, I wondered if I could see the traces of Shaun in him: the red hair, certainly and the shape of his eyes. I thought about his voice, the voice I’d known as Shaun’s and now knew as John’s. John was urbane and civilised, like Miss Doolittle to Shaun’s Eliza. Shaun had transformed himself in more ways than his appearance; even the timbre of his voice was different.

Goddess protect me, I felt such a fool.

I realised I was shaking. My father had been running the evil Coven from my Coven. He had made a mockery out of me. Perhaps it was because he had wanted to see me grow up or, more cynically, because he needed to stay close to the harkan. I didn’t know what to believe.

John – Shaun – had been furious when I was attacked by a fire elemental, though he’d seemed wholly uninterested in Oscar’s injuries. It must have been difficult for him to see me day in, day out with Oscar, the man who had raised me and taken his own place in Mum’s heart. No wonder he hadn’t been crying a river for Oscar’s wounds.

I wondered if Jeb had known. The evil Coven’s organisation was cell-like and most evil witches didn’t know many of the others. Had Jeb been ignorant of the true identity of John Melton?

And John – Shaun – knew my love of potions. Mum had introduced me to the Other when I was six years old and from that moment I had been obsessed with them. The DeLea potion bible had been the source of my bedtime stories more times than I could count. John had taken over running the Spice Shoppe no doubt as a way to get a hold of dark potion ingredients without raising eyebrows – and perhaps to have all those many, many run-ins with me.

John was always in the shop when I went there. Was he there to keep tabs on my movements? I felt sick as I wondered if Old Man Jones had died naturally or been helped on his way.

Through all the overwhelming turmoil, one thing anchored me: Bastion.

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