Soothed by Magic: Hidden Coven Series, Book 2 by McDougall Kim

Author:McDougall, Kim [McDougall, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Castelane Inc.
Published: 2017-06-01T04:00:00+00:00

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ASHLET CEMETERY LAY IN DARKNESS.

“What’s she doing here?” Jane glared at Molly. Her feet crunched dried leaves as she swept past gravestones toward them.

The two women faced each other. Jane was impeccably dressed as always, her silver hair catching the moonlight. Of the three of them, only Molly had no magic, yet she looked the most like a hedge-witch with black hair streaked grey, sticking out in kinky waves, layers of bright clothes and scarves despite the warm weather.

Quinn hadn’t mentioned Molly’s attendance to this late night meeting when he called his mother to join him. The two women had been friends in high school but a falling out shortly after left them bitter enemies.

Too bad. He needed answers from both tonight.

He’d spoken to Gavin and understood the basics of what happened all those years ago, how four young women fell victim to Koro, but he wanted to hear it from Jane and Molly. Then he would make his mother understand that the time for collecting proof was over.

“And why are we meeting in this gods-forsaken place?” Jane asked.

“The place you buried my brother?” Quinn said. “Let’s hope the gods have not forsaken it.”

Jane pursed her lips but didn’t answer. She made one obligatory visit a year to Dustin’s grave. Did she ever think about her lost child, the one who only lived for a few moments? Quinn knew about baby Dustin because his father, Henry, had thought it was important to acknowledge his brother’s existence. Dustin wasn’t even Henry’s child.

A car door slammed. Moments later, Abilene and Gavin joined them.

“We’re meeting here because it’s neutral ground.” He glared at Jane and Molly. “And because I’ve been tracking William Fain by GPS. In the past four days, he’s come here twice, in the middle of the night.” Unfortunately, Fain had been gone both times when he arrived, so Quinn didn’t know the reason for those midnight visits with the dead. “If what I suspect is true, tomorrow night this will become our battleground.”

They stood around a small grave-marker, a simple flat stone embedded in the ground. Grass encroached on the edges of the stone, nearly obscuring the name: Dustin Redner.

Abilene knelt by the grave, closed her eyes and recited a quick prayer for their brother. Jane stood with her body turned away.

Jane Smith had been born Arabella Redner, then became Arabella Mason when she married. She gave up both names when she was anointed as High Priestess. Tradition granted her the right to choose her witch name. Most chose dignified or grandiose names that paid homage to the Lord and Lady. Arabella said she represented every witch and would take a generic name to suit: Jane Smith.

Quinn watched his mother now. He wondered who Arabella Redner had been.

“You won’t even look at the gravestone of the child you murdered,” Molly said.

“I didn’t murder him.” Jane didn’t lose her equilibrium, though Molly looked like a spitting cat ready for a fight.

“Please,” Quinn said, “I didn’t bring you here to rehash old hurts.

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