The Magic Series Box Set 1 by Coralie Moss

Author:Coralie Moss [Moss, Coralie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781989446058
Publisher: Pink Moon Books
Published: 2019-10-24T06:00:00+00:00

“Where’s Sallie?” I asked. The group revolving through the front door was decidedly male.

Harper answered. “We left her and Jasper at Lei-li’s. Thatch and I have to work tomorrow, and James and Mal offered to let her stay.”

“They’ve got the safe room all set up and showed us how to get in. And get out,” Thatcher added.

“And you two feel okay about being at the farm?” I asked. “There’s no hiding in those fields.”

“Mom.” Harper leveled his gaze at me.

“Okay, I get it,” I said, palms up, head down. “I want you to hear about my adventure then decide.” I repeated what I’d told Tanner about meeting Alabastair, added more to the part where Doug and Roger showed up armed to their fingernails, and left out the piece where House revealed Meribah’s blood in the root cellar. “I think the Flechettes have more invested in their plan to buy up orchards than we suspected.”

“And now you’re concerned they’re going to come after Harper and Thatcher,” Wes said, sharing concerned glances with Tanner.

“Yes.” I sank onto the hard dining chair. More than almost anything else, I was terrified of Meribah getting her claws into my sons. I would kill to get them back, and that knowledge terrified me.

“Mom, what happened to the promise you made, when was it…yesterday? The promise about letting us have normal lives? This is the new normal,” Harper said. “It’s just that now we know what the dangers are and who’s dangerous.” He lifted the amulet he wore on a cord around his neck. “Thatcher and I are protected.”

Wes cleared his throat. “The wards surrounding this property protect you when you’re here, much more so than when you’re standing on the other side.”

“Wes? Tanner? Can we get Kaz or River over tonight and build these young men a pelote?” Christoph had been hanging back from the rising heat of the exchange between me and Harper.

“What’s a pelote?”

“A single-use charm that will get them to whatever portal it’s built from.”

“Call Bas. He’s the temporary Keeper for one of the crabapple portals. I think he’s at the Pearmains’,” I said. “If you need me for anything, I’ll be in the root cellar.”

Crammed into the back seat of my tiny car was my sample collecting kit, the one I usually hauled between my office in town and the farms and orchards I visited. I hefted the bag to the wretched wooden door leading into the root cellar and set it on the new concrete slab. I needed better light.

Stomping into the house, because one orgasm and a few answers weren’t enough to render me love-struck to the extent I could ignore the danger my sons would be in when they went to work, I asked the guys if they’d bought any clip-on lamps.

They had. Christoph wordlessly handed me two, with bulbs, and said, “I’ll drop an extension cord out the window.”

Having the lights helped. I grabbed a hoodie on my way out again and clomped down the porch stairs.

In my kit was a camping headlamp and spare batteries.

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