Of Curse You Will Book 11: Womby's School for Wayward Witches by Dorie Sarina

Author:Dorie, Sarina
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amazon.com
Published: 2018-12-27T00:00:00+00:00

Another week went by. Thatch vetoed my plan to go home for Thanksgiving, claiming it was too dangerous. I wrote a letter home to break the news to my fairy godmother.

My one joy was that I was improving in my lessons. I expanded my awareness out farther from my body. I could project my will into someone else’s skin so they might perceive I had touched them—or I could do so with Thatch, at least. It wasn’t the same as telekinesis or astral projection, both Celestor abilities, but what I was learning could pass for Celestor magic if someone questioned me about it.

Using my newfound ability to smooth an invisible palm against Thatch’s could have been a great excuse for sexy time, even with how mentally taxed it left me afterward, but my magical mentor made me perform most of these lessons in his office, not in the bedroom like our first lesson.

I sat in the uncomfortable metal chair while he sat behind his desk. He walked me through exercises and tested my abilities.

At moments he tested my patience.

On one of these days, he sat at his desk, fingers steepled as he stared at Priscilla’s empty cage after one of our lessons. “The more we develop this skill, I am convinced this talent is an extension of your ability to walk into dreams. If you hone this skill, it might lead to mind control, which will be useful should you ever encounter someone who wishes to do you harm.”

“So . . . how long before I master the powers of making my students listen respectfully and not talk while I’m talking?”

He snorted. “You’re unlikely to ever accomplish that one.”

“What about using this to put you in a happy mood?” I would have loved to make him into less of a curmudgeon.

“When am I not in a . . . happy mood?” He spat out the word happy as though it tasted bad.

I laughed at that one. “What about helping me learn to use this so I can recruit students with you on one of your reconnaissance missions?” I smoothed out the hem of my black skirt over my striped leggings.

“No. Too dangerous. I’d prefer to keep you someplace heavily warded.” He rose from his seat, which had often been my cue to leave in the past.

I stood as well. “Okay, well, see you tomorrow during our next lesson.” I tried not to let the disappointment show on my face. I had wanted to spend time with him. Not magic lesson-time, but quality time.

“You aren’t trying to leave already, are you?” He strode around the desk and extended a hand toward me.

I took it, savoring the way he pressed my palm in his.

His lips curled up into a smile. “After all this work, I think I deserve a reward.”

“Really? On a school night?” I asked eagerly.

He leaned in closer. “What do you say to a bath in my room? I’ll make sure you get to your room before curfew.”

I squealed in absolute joy.

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