Dark of Winter (Wild Haven Series Book 1) by Lizzy Prince

Author:Lizzy Prince [Prince, Lizzy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

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Miri

A chill soaks into my bones as I unlock the front door and head inside. It could be from the dinner party from hell, the cold bike ride or maybe it’s just whiplash from Davis’s inability to figure out what he wants. Whatever it is, I shiver as I cross the threshold of my house, rubbing my hands over my arms like that’s going to create any actual heat.

As soon as I reach the center of the circular foyer, feet landing on the metal compass inlaid in the floor, I know. Someone’s been inside. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up straight and a tingle shivers down my spine. My eyes dart around the room as I hug my arms around myself, the sense of violation as bad as a physical slap. This is my new house. I should be safe here. Who the hell would break in here? And why the fuck can I tell?

If I was a superhero, I’d say my Spidey sense was tingling. I might not be the friendly neighborhood Spider-man, but I do have magic, and it’s telling me someone has messed with the energy of the house. How in the hell is this possible? It’s never happened before. The majority of the magic I know how to do is wrapped up in potions. Creating concoctions for one thing or another. I can’t close my eyes, wave a hand, and summon magic to me, but I can cook some shit up.

Without another thought, I head straight to the kitchen, shucking my coat and tossing it over the back of a chair while I turn on all the lights in the room. Whoever was here doesn’t appear to still be at my house, but I’m way too creeped out to stand around in a dimly lit room. Quickly gathering the ingredients, I pull together a generic tracking spell, throwing in eucalyptus oil, bitter orange, lemongrass, and dried yarrow, and stirring it together with some dirt from my conservatory, while concentrating on my intentions.

It doesn’t even take five minutes before I’ve got the spell ready. Lighting a long sliver of wood on the stove flame, I touch it to the mixture within my stone bowl. It incinerates with a bright flash, leaving only smoke and ash behind. With a wave of my hand, I murmur “show me.” and wait for the smoke to drift.

I don’t know if you’re supposed to spout specific phrases when you do magic, but I wasn’t taught that way. The only way I know how to do it is to say what I mean and infuse my mixtures with the thought while I’m putting all the ingredients together. It works for me, although it can be finicky.

Not tonight, apparently. The smoke slithers from the bowl, almost animalistic in its movement, and I have no other option but to follow behind. I’ve created a spell to show me if someone was in my house and if so, where did they go.

The smoke carries to the front door, moving with a swift efficiency.

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