Enchanted Objects by Kristen Middleton

Author:Kristen Middleton [Kristen Middleton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-03-08T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

I stared at her in shock. “What?”

She nodded. “Yeah. I know that mom’s coven is scared to death of Vivian. They don’t want to stand against her. But, she doesn’t scare me.”

Tyler scowled. “Even though she’s a cold-blooded murderer who will probably plot against them at some point? They don’t want to help take care of her now?”

“That’s what I tried telling her. But she won’t disobey her coven leader, who, by the way, annoys the heck out of me. Talk about a self-centered old woman who lives with her twenty cats and stares at me like I’m a something on the bottom of her shoe.”

I snorted. “Nice, and you’re part of her coven?”

“Actually, I won’t be until I’m eighteen, which is next spring,” she replied. “But, the truth is, I’d rather belong to a group that stands up to threats and isn’t afraid to help her sister witches, even if they’re not with the exact same coven. Mom’s coven has a bunch of old cronies who look like they’re ready to keel over and die at the drop of a broom. So, I don’t know. Maybe they shouldn’t get involved.”

“It’s really that bad?” I asked.

“You have no idea. Anyway, I’m here.” She opened up dark purple tote bag and pulled out a wand. “And ready to do whatever you need me to.” She looked around. “Where’s your mom, by the way?”

Skeptical, Tyler and I looked at each other.

“What?” she asked.

“Do you even know any spells?” asked Tyler.

“Of course I do. My mom’s been teaching me quite a bit. I can levitate, clean my room, and even teleport.”

“But, can you fight?” asked Tyler.

She pointed her wand toward him and smirked. “Want to test me?”

He sighed. “I’m not trying to be funny. Vivian, or one of her witches, may attack you. The question is – can you protect yourself?”

She nodded. “I can deflect most spells and,” she reached into her bag once again, and pulled out a whistle, “I can always use this.”

My eyebrows shot up. “A whistle? What’s that going to do?”

She raised it to her lips.

“Stop!” hollered Rebecca, rushing toward us from the back. “Don’t use that in here. It’s a Shrieker whistle. You could blow somebody’s eardrums out with that thing!”

Megan’s cheeks turned pink. “Sorry,” she replied, lowering it. “I guess I wasn’t sure exactly what it was going to do. I just know that it’s a defense mechanism.”

“Nobody told you?” asked Tyler incredulously.

“Well, I don’t know… I mean, my mother said that it could definitely save my life one day.”

“Yes,” said Rebecca. “It’s loud and can cause a lot of damage. I’d advise you to only use it when there are just enemies around and not friends, however.”

“Why?” she asked, staring down at the whistle.

Rebecca nodded toward it. “Well, the noise will not hurt the person using it, but everyone else within one hundred yards will probably bleed out of their ears if you blow it loud enough.”

“Oh crap,” she replied, shoving back into her bag. “I’m so sorry.

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