“For fuck’s sake!” I groaned as my laptop pinged for the eleventh time.
Jaxson and I had spent the last three days in bed, taking what he called our honeymoon, though we hadn’t gotten married like normals did. We weren’t human, so that made sense. I was a witch, a seer witch, to be exact. And he was a wolf Shifter. But we’d mated, and that meant we were bound for life.
Matings lasted far longer than human marriages, and I was happier than ever now that I had a mate of my own. Stanley was running things for me until I got back to the office, which was to be later that afternoon. But some ass face didn’t get the freaking memo!
“What is that sound?” my gorgeous wolf man asked.
“It’s Swoosh,” I grumbled.
“Swhat?”
“No, Swoosh. Never mind,” I moaned and shrugged into a robe.
“Mmm. Don’t go,” Jaxson growled, nipping my neck.
The spicy little love bite left my girly bits tingling, and the man had a point. Maybe I should just stay in bed like we’d planned. But the damn thing pinged again.
“I’m sorry,” I began, but he was already kissing me silly.
When he broke the kiss, he just grinned and shook his gorgeous head.
“You never have to be sorry with me, darlin’. You answer that and I’m gonna wrangle us up some breakfast.”
“’Kay,” I grinned, secretly hoping for pancakes.
“With blueberries?” he asked, and I forgot he could read my mind sometimes. Very helpful during some pretty poignant moments in bed.
“Yes, please. Love you,” I said, calling after him.
“Love you back, darlin’.”
And he did. I felt it all the way to my toes. Turning back to my still pinging laptop, I clicked the answer switch.
“OMG! EVELYN! HE DID IT AGAIN! LOOK! POOP IN ALL MY SHOES,” Donny howled.
I shook my head and tried not to laugh as my bestie, who was also my cousin, shouted and raged about her familiar. Gryn was only one of three short-tempered Domovyks who’d been sent to us by the Baba Yaga herself. I didn’t dare complain to the most powerful witch of all about the ill-mannered beasties, besides, Ivan was growing on me.
Life was pretty good in Castor’s Corner. I was still the mayor, but I was content if not overjoyed with that fact. Stanley, my fantastic admin assistant, was back home for good, which meant I didn’t need to find someone else to replace him. I’d rescued the two Fox twins with the help of the rest of the witch trifecta, and the new resident Shifters.
I’d learned I was a seer witch and had the power to not only visit the past, and maybe the future, but I could also magic people to places through time. Which is where I sent Dick Daniels, the rat warlock who wanted my job. And best of all, I had Jaxson.
Being a mated witch agreed with me, even if that meant listening to Donny scream and trying out Bella’s attempts to create non-fattening treats. They were crazy witches, but I loved them both. Just as I thought it a cool autumn breeze filtered through the window and my aqua magic sparked at my fingertips.
Memories danced in my brain of my Nonna and Grandpa Al. I’d already started the process to have his remains moved to the family mausoleum. And I’d called my parents and told them all about it and Jaxson.
They were ecstatic and could not wait to meet my wolf Shifter mate. Yes, things were good here in Castor’s Corner. A few folks were nervous about our new additions, but I calmed them once I told them about the jobs the three were willing to take. Chief Davies was so happy to learn he could finally retire. Oh, and Jeff had finally fixed my truck. The thing was running like new!
After all the years of going through the motions, I was finally ready to love my life here in Castor’s Corner. And I intended to.
Every. Single. Day.
The end… for now.
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