Hex of the Witch: An Urban Fantasy Novel (The Other Witch Series Book 1) by Heather G. Harris

Author:Heather G. Harris [Harris, Heather G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hellhound Press Limited
Published: 2023-09-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

‘Cup of tea?’ I asked.

Bastion nodded, not even complaining at the early hour despite our late night. I put enough water in for us both and switched on the kettle. As my pseudo-father Oscar likes to take care of me, in my fridge were two glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice and two bowls of oats that had been soaked overnight. I guessed he was taking care of Bastion now, too.

I put the drinks on the table, my tea milky and his darker. I gave him one of my favourite mugs, which said: No fox given! with a picture of a fox on it. Mine said: I’m fine, everything is fine and had a picture of an electrified cat. I wasn’t fine but I was damned good at pretending I was.

Today I was on a mission to get stuff done – my ORAL potion, in particular. I’d been putting off harvesting some of the ingredients because it was dangerous, but now I had a live-in protector there would never be a safer time to go gathering.

I rang Tom Smith, one of the brethren and the dragon king’s second in command. Even though Emory was on holiday, I knew he wouldn’t mind me borrowing his stuff. For an only child, Emory is really good at sharing. ‘Smith,’ Tom answered gruffly.

‘Tom, it’s Amber DeLea.’

‘Miss DeLea, what can I do for you?’

‘I could do with a helicopter,’ I admitted. Emory kept one – and a pilot – on retainer.

There were some clacking noises as Tom checked something on his computer. ‘Chris is free. Where do you want to fly to?’ It was gratifying that he didn’t question whether or not Emory would lend me his helicopter and pilot.

‘Scotland. Falkirk.’

‘Okay, we’ll need to check re-fuelling. You’ll be pushing it from your place to Scotland – that will be just over two hours’ flight time. Let me sort a refuel at Carlisle. Chris will be with you in half an hour. Make sure the helipad is clear.’

‘Will do,’ I hung up.

Bastion was studying me. ‘I don’t need a refuel. I could have flown you.’

I balked; trust issues aside, that was a long way to ride astride a giant flying lion. ‘I’ve ridden on Shirdal a time or two and a quick five-minute ride is okay, but two or three hours would be a bit much. Plus a helicopter is much faster.’ And comfier.

‘You’ve ridden on Shirdal?’

‘Yeah. So?’

His expression darkened and I felt like I’d stepped into a minefield though I didn’t know why. To give myself a reason to turn away from his scowl, I dialled Jeb. ‘Morning Amber,’ he answered, yawning.

Oh heck, it was early. Really early. ‘Sorry to wake you. I just wanted to check that the helipad was clear.’ I should have just gone and looked rather than waking Jeb at the crack of dawn, but in for a penny in for a pound.

‘It’s all clear, Coven Mother,’ he promised. He was waking up and the respectful title was back.

‘Thank you.’ I hung up, resisting the urge to apologise.

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