Minor Magics: The Demon Code by Sara C. Roethle

Minor Magics: The Demon Code by Sara C. Roethle

Author:Sara C. Roethle [Roethle, Sara C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vulture's Eye Publications
Published: 2019-04-30T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter Ten

The next morning I awoke with the distinct urge to not get out of bed all day. I felt ever so slightly guilty for being mean to Chase. He’d just lost his brother, after all, and here I was holding on to a year-long grudge.

Feeling defeated, I squirmed out of my bedding and got up. I opened the messy closet in my otherwise spartan room, then quickly settled on jeans and a white tee-shirt, clothes I wouldn’t mind getting destroyed if I got tossed around by the bad guys.

It happened more often than you’d think.

Clothes in hand, I left my room and made a beeline for the bathroom, then nearly jumped out of my skin when the door opened just as I reached it.

Chase stood framed in a burst of steam. His black hair was somehow even blacker when it was wet, dripping onto the shoulders of yesterday’s shirt. “Sorry, I hope you don’t mind. It’s been a while since I had the chance for a shower.”

I pursed my lips in distaste. I hated showering in an already soggy bathroom. “No worries.” I stepped around him into the bathroom. “I’ll be quick.”

I shut the door as soon as he was out of the way, cutting off any further conversation. Once I was alone, I leaned against the door with a heavy sigh, clutching my clothes to my chest. I was so not about to start dwelling on what could have been. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.

Setting my clothes onto the long marble countertop, I grabbed my towel from its hook, turned on the shower, then made quick work of getting myself clean. I really did want to get back to the warehouse as soon as possible, though I had low hopes about what we’d find. If the hoodie guy we’d chased was the same one we’d seen at the warehouse, he knew we knew what was there. He’d probably gone and cleared everything out as soon as we’d run off. That meant the spheres, and whatever possible leads we had left, were gone.

My thoughts sprang again to Ethan, but I quickly dismissed the idea. I needed the Demon Council further involved in this mystery like I needed a hole in the head.

Finished showering, I shut off the water, dried off, and got dressed, leaving my wet blonde locks to dry on their own. My hair was pin straight no matter what I did to it, so I usually didn’t bother doing anything at all.

I took a final look in the steamy mirror above the sink, then left the bathroom, prepared to face the day . . . but first, coffee. Fortunately I could smell some already being made. Dorrie was a good roommate.

I entered the kitchen to find her sitting with Chase at the dining table. “Hey Poptart,” she said around a bite of glazed donut. “I hear you’re working for the Demon Council now. Does this mean we can afford a new TV?”

I walked past them to the fridge/freezer and pulled out a box of plain frozen waffles.



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