New England Witch Chronicles #1 by Chelsea Luna

Author:Chelsea Luna
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Young Adult Fiction, Halloween for Young Adults and Tweens
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Peter sprinted to the balcony.

I switched on the lamp. The sheer curtain covered the glass, but there was no mistaking the outline of a man on the balcony.

“Peter, don’t!”

He yanked the sliding glass door open with so much force that it almost bounced back and closed on him.

I ran after Peter. The bitter cold slapped me back into reality. Someone had tried to break into my bedroom.

Peter leaned over the railing and peered between the trees. My house was shaped in a giant two-story ‘U.’ Most of the backyard was nestled inside of the ‘U.’ My bedroom was located on the outer-back left wing. We couldn’t see the patio or most of the yard because of the rest of the house and the large oak tree overhanging the balcony.

“He ran off,” Peter said.

“Who was it?” I was on my knees trying to see under the tree. Why would someone want to break into my bedroom?

“I don’t know.” Peter’s forehead creased. “What are we going to—?”

A noise from inside my bedroom stopped Peter mid-sentence. He shifted his body so he stood in front of me. “Listen,” he whispered. “Back up quietly and climb down the tree to make a run for it.”

I grabbed the back of his jacket. “Are you kidding? I’m not leaving you.” Goose bumps rippled over my skin. I wasn’t sure if it was from fright or because it was freezing outside.

Soft thuds came from the bedroom. Footsteps.

Peter unclenched my fingers from his jacket. “Lex, get ready to run when I tell you.”

I gripped Peter’s jacket again. Either we were facing what was coming together or I was dragging him down the tree with me.

Victor’s large frame appeared in the doorway. He was barefoot and in pajamas. Small brown eyes narrowed at the two of us. “Peter, what are you doing here?”

This was really turning into a horrible night. Victor was the last person I wanted to see. Victor was always the last person I wanted to see. But here he was, and he wanted an explanation.

“Someone tried to break in,” I said. “Through the balcony.”

Victor raised his eyebrows at Peter. “Yeah, him.”

“What? No, Peter was….” What was I supposed to say?

“I stopped by a few minutes ago to give Alex her birthday present,” Peter said to Victor. “Then we heard a noise on the balcony. Someone was out there, but he ran off before we could see who it was.” Peter was still in between Victor and me. He hadn’t let his guard down.

Victor leaned against the frame of the sliding glass door. “You know, I always wondered how you got in.”

“What?”

“How Peter snuck into the house.” Victor pointed to the enormous oak tree that encroached on most of the balcony. “I guess I’ll have to cut that down.”

“Why won’t you listen to me? Someone tried to break into my bedroom. In your house!”

“After Peter broke in?”

“Peter didn’t break in. But, yes,” I said, trying to stay calm. “It was after Peter came over.”

Large meaty shoulders shrugged at Peter.

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