Summer Solstice: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel: (Poppy's Potions) (Haven Hollow Book 31) by H.P. Mallory & J.R. Rain

Author:H.P. Mallory & J.R. Rain [Mallory, H.P. & Rain, J.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rain Press
Published: 2023-08-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Exactly forty-five minutes past sunset the next day found me hammering on Wanda’s door.

Well, technically it was Lorcan’s front door. Well, one of them anyway. But since he and Wanda were pretty strictly co-habitating those days, because she and Lorcan were all gooey and in love (though she’d never admit as much), it was also Wanda’s front door.

I took a deep breath, waited for fifteen seconds, and knocked again.

It was after sunset. Even with Wanda adopting vampire hours, she should have been awake. It had been painful enough, waiting on pins and needles all day, for her to wake up. I would have called earlier, but it was usually safer to let sleeping witches lie.

The door wrenched open, revealing a very disheveled looking Wanda in a plum silk dressing gown, her dark hair a wavy tangle spilling over her shoulder. She scowled at me, the nails she’d curled against the doorframe suddenly looking like mulberry painted talons.

“Something had better be on fire,” she snarled. “Or something is about to be.”

“I’m pretty sure I’m cursed,” I blurted out, twisting my hands in the front of my sweater. The dawning realization had been plaguing me all day, and I was desperate for an answer, even if Wanda had already given me one.

“I already told you—you aren’t cursed.”

I frowned. “I’m pretty sure I am—can you... check again?” I mean—witch magic wasn’t a science, right? There had to be times when Wanda might make a mistake—say like—failing to detect a curse that had been placed on me.

Wanda blinked at me blearily for a few seconds. Then she heaved an enormous sigh, like I was the most trying person on the face of the entire planet, and raked a hand back through her hair. “I don’t make mistakes.”

“I’m sure you don’t, but would you mind just checking again? I mean—just to put my own mind at ease?”

The frown became more pronounced. “Who would ever bother to curse you—someone so sickeningly cheerful who doesn’t have an enemy... anywhere? Honestly, where do you even get these ideas?”

I knew, in her own special way, Wanda was trying to reassure me. But what had been happening lately—well, it was all just too much for it to be a coincidence.

“Wanda.” It came out as more of a wail than I’d meant it to. “I’m serious.”

She tugged at the belt of her house coat and stepped back from the door. “Well, you’d better come in, then. I’m not doing any kind of magic without caffeine.”

She bustled me through the house and into the pristine looking kitchen. I had a little bit of tidiness envy, because my kitchen looked a bit like an essential oil bomb went off in it, until I remembered that a kitchen in a vampire’s house probably didn’t get a lot of use.

Wanda turned on the coffee machine, one of the fancy industrial ones that could make some kind of double shot caramel macchiatos in point three seconds, and stared at it with the kind of desperation that was a little uncomfortable to watch.

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