Neve (Silver Skates #3) - Helen Scott Page 0,36

Maybe we can get you in touch with a witch who will help you learn how to use your magic…better. I know there are two covens in town… At least, I think so, which means there has to be a witch somewhere in this place that would be willing to teach you,” Seren added, jumping in seemingly to stop the others from going on and on about my father.

“My father doesn’t want me to use magic, period. It doesn’t matter whether or not I’m good at it or what damage I cause, not really. He was angry because it meant that I went against his wishes and used my magic when he has explicitly forbidden it repeatedly over the course of my life,” I said with a sigh at the end, because it was exhausting dealing with my father. Although he probably felt the same about me.

“But you’re witches, right?” Colden asked.

“My father wants to get everything in life the old-fashioned way, with hard work and pulling yourself up by your bootstraps or whatever. He thinks magic is cheating and only causes trouble. Case in point…” I gestured to myself.

“You might be trouble, but you’re the good kind,” Niklaus said.

“Agreed. I like your kind of trouble.” Rory grinned at me.

“Your trouble got me to introduce myself to my half-sister,” Colden said, sounding slightly embarrassed.

“Your trouble is apparently going to save the paper,” Seren added.

It didn’t escape my notice that Colden and Seren both commented on things I had done or would be doing, not me as a person. I supposed I couldn’t blame them. After all, we barely knew each other.

“So since we’re talking, what about this mate business? How do you know I’m your mate? What if you’re wrong?” I demanded, feeling the warm relaxation of all the vodka I’d just downed finally starting to hit me.

“I can’t speak for anyone else, but as soon as I saw you, I knew you were my mate. My heart felt like it finally started beating, like all this time, it had just been faking it. I don’t know another way to describe it, other than I have no doubt that somehow, the world has brought us together and that you and I, and possibly these guys as well, are perfect for each other. You’re it for me. No one else will ever have my heart the way you do, and even though we barely know each other, I know, down to the very core of my being, that it’s the truth.” Niklaus came and knelt in front of me as he spoke, as though he was paying fealty.

I could swear I saw nothing but sincerity in his eyes.

“It’s the same for me,” Rory said. “We may know each other a tiny bit better, but any doubts you have about whether you should or shouldn’t start a relationship with me, I mean us, whether or not we will be faithful, any of that stuff, you can set aside, because it will never be an issue. I’m not saying we won’t encounter issues, and you might want to throttle us occasionally, but as Niklaus said, you’re it for me.”

It wasn’t that I didn’t believe them, I just…didn’t believe them. How could they be so sure? I didn’t know where their confidence came from, but I had a hard time accepting it as fact.

“Demons might work a little differently than shifters, but I still know that you’re my mate. I can feel the bond between us, and it isn’t one that just comes from having you cast a literal spell on me.” Colden’s dark eyes regarded me in such a way that I thought he might eat me up if given the opportunity. That had me thinking about him eating other things, which made my whole body throb with desire.

The room fell silent for a few minutes while I tried to figure out what to say to the men who had basically just professed their love to me. It wasn’t that I didn’t love them back, a stupid part of me did already even though we hardly knew each other. But I needed more time to get my mind on board with my body, because my body wanted to drag them all into the bedroom and have a fivesome apparently.

“I’m going to go,” Seren said, sounding a little like someone was strangling him. “I need to write up the game before I forget any of it, since I barely took any notes.”

“Okay,” I said,