The Hidden Witch (The Coven: Academy Magic Book 1) by Chandelle LaVaun

Author:Chandelle LaVaun [LaVaun, Chandelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wanderlost Publishing
Published: 2019-02-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five

JACKSON

There was a bloody good chance Bettina Blair was sent here to destroy me.

No one in my family let me forget for even a second about what was at stake when Michael came back. My entire bloodline was looking to me, relying on me, to fix the mistakes of a man some six hundred years ago. I hadn’t gotten us here, but for some reason, I was the one supposed to get us out. Thanks, Mum and Dad. No one else knew what they’d done to make me be born with magic, but I knew. Well, so did Warner and Trey, my two best friends, but I’d had to tell someone or I’d lose my damn mind.

The Archangel Michael was coming back for me…before my eighteenth birthday.

That meant sometime in the next two years, as I’d turned sixteen in June. That wasn’t much time to be ready for whatever it was he’d make me do. No one knew what that was going to be, or when, so I just had to be prepared. So I’d spent every day of the last ten years training. The warrior Angel wasn’t going to be easy to please, and he had it out for my family. I had to be ready. I had to reclaim our honor and our magic. And I was ready, for the most part. I was the best soldier at school. I’d killed quite a few demons, too. I was an excellent student with perfect grades. I thought I was ready.

Then Bettina appeared, and my armor cracked.

I knew she wasn’t a spy or some ploy to tear me apart, but she unraveled me nonetheless.

“Dude, you stare at the girl any longer without blinking, it’ll start lookin’ creepy.”

I sighed and closed my eyes.

“Trey’s not wrong, my friend,” Warner added like I was going to argue the fact.

He wasn’t wrong. It was starting to look creepy. I needed to stop. I needed to have stopped three weeks ago. I took a deep breath then told myself not to look at her when I opened my eyes.

From the very moment I laid eyes on her at Dean’s party, she’d invaded my brain and refused to leave. She had the face of an angel and the longest legs I’d ever seen. And she wore Converse sneakers with a dress. I had no idea if she’d said anything to me when Dean introduced us. My brain had simply shut itself off. The eye contact was overwhelming. I’d had to bail, but even still, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. And of course she’d been the one Dean had called me to see, the girl he was confident was a witch. He was right, obviously, though I knew that the moment the Ouija board game started.

Hello Jackson. Michael is coming. I shivered as the spirit’s words flashed through my mind for the millionth time. No, stop. Don’t think about that right now.

I sighed, again, and rolled my shoulders to try and relieve some tension.

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