Healing His Soul's Mate by Dominique Eastwick

Author:Dominique Eastwick [Eastwick, Dominique]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Wiccan, healing, witch, shape shifter, tiger, pregnancy, paranormal erotic
Publisher: Decadent Publishing LLC
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Trying to keep his mind off a certain tall brunette with legs that went on for days proved to be impossible even with all the activity going on within the Haus. Cemil, having dealt with Mrs. Stone, had a migraine bordering on being complex. Everyone agreed Cemil would retreat to Shade’s cottage, and Shade would assume his workload for the day. Which included escorting Mrs. Stone and her daughter who he had kissed this morning.

Having dropped off Cemil, who was in no way able to drive himself down to the cottage, Myron, the maniac driver who could give any Boston driver a run for their money, detoured by the training fields. Shade wasn’t sure what they were training for, but it appeared to be “how to get your ass kicked by a were-tiger.”

Returning to the Haus, Shade had a few minutes to spare before meeting with the senior Stone female. He decided to check in with Sage, whom he hadn’t had much time to chat with since arriving on the island. He found her, as expected, in her herb-drying room behind the garden.

“Watch your head,” Sage mumbled without turning. Didn’t matter who entered. Unless they were Sage’s size, they would hit their head on the low doorframe.

Rich fresh herbs assailed his senses. Most he recognized: lavender, chamomile, mint. Some he had never seen before. “What are all these on the back wall?”

They were stockpiling herbs. Sage smiled, a slight pink hue covering her cheeks. “Herbs to delay labor, herbs to induce labor, herbs to ease labor. We have every herb known to witch-kind to aid Dana when she gives birth. I might have overdone it a bit.”

“Better to be prepared.”

“Have a seat.” She indicated a tall wooden stool in the corner of the room as she pulled some herbs from overhead. “Butterbur and feverfew, these along with the lemon-ginger beer I have brewing in the kitchen should ease Cemil’s headaches.”

If anyone could, it was Sage. Ever since the woman could walk, she’d gravitated to the herb gardens. Rumor had it she’d tinkered with her mother’s window herb garden before she could talk and created a potion which had saved her sister from a bad case of influenza.

The Rowans’ powers had always been top-notch, and it had been no surprise when this generation showed their prowess. The Syndicate worried very little about the light ones who could do no harm. Sage worked to better life for those around her. Her heart and soul were as pure as a mountain spring. “Can we discuss Ashlynn Stone and her headaches?”

It seemed he couldn’t get away from her today. “Yes. How can I help?”

“You know the old saying, having the sense knocked into you?”

“Yes.”

“I think this might have been the case with her. According to Dana, this is not the Ashlynn most people know. She was, if not self-centered, then reserved, never going against the wishes of her mother. I would bet she was afraid, too. But the Ashlynn everyone describes is not the person I see, not, I believe, what her soul is.

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