Wedding Bells and Midnight Spells: A Not-So-Cozy Witch Mystery (Womby's School for Wayward Witches Book 14) by Sarina Dorie

Author:Sarina Dorie [Dorie, Sarina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amazon.com
Published: 2019-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

The Dead Dread Pirate Bluebeard

I screamed Derrick’s name, my voice lost in the wind. I snatched at the air where he had been. He smiled, his eyes swimming with tears as he fell away.

He stretched his arms out away from himself as though he were a bird flying. For the briefest moment it reminded me of his dream when he’d stretched out his arms and been flying. But he wasn’t. He was falling. He descended through the clouds and beyond.

The darkness swallowed Derrick as he fell away.

He was gone.

Dead.

The clouds darkened. They grew thick and full of gloom. I couldn’t see Derrick anymore. The wind gusted, and the ship lurched to the side.

Men’s voices came from the aft of the ship. I ignored them. I kept searching for him in the sky, above the balloon, floating among the stars. Soon it was all blotted out by the thickening of clouds. Cold droplets of water misted my face.

I waited for Derrick to reappear and laugh, to tease me and tell me he’d been playing a trick on me.

He didn’t reappear.

Someone placed a hand on my shoulder. I started and whirled, wanting it to be him. It was the female officer from dinner.

She still wore her silver jacket and now the hat of a navy officer. “You’d best get inside, Miss Lawrence. A storm is brewing. The Fae furies ain’t happy with us tonight.”

“Derrick,” I said.

“Where is he? We always have clear skies when he’s on the deck.”

I pointed to the railing. “He jumped.”

“Nah. He wouldn’t do that. You must be mistaken.” Her smile was guarded, suspicious.

“I saw him with my own eyes. He jumped overboard.” I wiped at my eyes with the back of my hand.

“Did he?” Her eyes turned cold and merciless. “Or did you push him?”

I was so startled by the accusation I stared openmouthed, unable to speak.

Her face flushed red, and she shouted in my face. “Answer me. Did you push him?”

“No. Why would I do that?”

“We all heard what you said in there. He ruined your wedding to some monster you’ve taken a fancy to. Derrick—Commander Winslow—he told us all about that fiend.” She looked me up and down with disdain. “He didn’t tell us you deserved that scum. But maybe he didn’t know you were the same kind of cold, heartless witch as your mother.”

“I did not kill Derrick!”

Another crew member came up beside the officer, a man without a coat. His loose shirt billowed in the breeze. “Where’s Commander Winslow?”

She rounded on him, jabbing a finger in my direction. “Take her to the brig for questioning.”

He leapt back as though I were contagious. “I’m not touching her. I’d sooner sit in the brig myself than get drained by this one.”

“I’m not going to drain anyone,” I said.

The woman grabbed me roughly by the arm. “I’m not afraid of her.”

Pain made my affinity want to react. My grief and heartache, combined with the way she manhandled me, jolted the Red affinity awake inside me. It yearned to protect me.

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