His Spellbound Mate: A Fated Mates Small Town Romance by Delta James

Author:Delta James [James, Delta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Tamzyn

The town hall was dark and silent when Tamzyn arrived; the streets deserted in the early hours of the morning. The building loomed before her, its windows dark and unwelcoming, but she didn’t hesitate. She had come too far to turn back now.

Tamzyn approached the side entrance, her heart pounding in her chest as she reached for the handle. The door was locked, as she had expected, but a simple spell was all it took to unlock it. She had been surprised to find remnants of old spells protecting the building, but they were no match for her magic, and she slipped inside without making a sound or triggering an alarm.

The air inside the town hall was stale and musty, the scent of old paper and dust hanging heavy in the air. Tamzyn made her way through the darkened corridors, her footsteps echoing softly in the silence. She knew where she was going; she had memorized the layout of the building during her time in Silver Ridge, just in case she ever needed to access the archives. One of the elders in her old coven had stressed that being prepared was a key component to any magic.

The stairway to the basement was at the end of the hall, tucked away behind a set of heavy oak doors. Tamzyn reached for the handle, her fingers brushing against the cool metal. She paused for a moment, steeling herself for what she might find on the other side, then pushed the door open.

The stairs creaked under her weight as she descended into the darkness, the faint light from the hallway above fading into shadows. The basement was colder than the rest of the building, the air damp and tinged with the scent of mildew. Tamzyn shivered, but she pressed on, her resolve unshaken.

The archives were located in a large, windowless room at the far end of the basement. Rows of old filing cabinets lined the walls, their drawers stuffed with yellowing papers and brittle documents. A single, flickering lightbulb hung from the ceiling, casting a dim, eerie glow over the room.

Tamzyn moved quickly, her eyes scanning the labels on the cabinets as she searched for anything that might be related to the prophecy or the dark magic that had taken root in Silver Ridge. The records were old, some of them dating back to the town’s founding, and there was no telling how much of the information was accurate.

But she had to try.

She pulled open the first drawer and began sifting through the papers, her fingers brushing against the rough texture of the parchment. Most of the documents were mundane—records of land ownership, old tax records, town meeting minutes—but she pushed on, searching for anything that might hold a clue.

Hours passed as she worked, the pile of discarded papers growing at her feet. Frustration gnawed at her, but she refused to give up. There had to be something here, something that would explain the connection between the prophecy and the dark forces she was fighting.

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