said.
Evelyn didn’t
question such a strange request. Cora nodded at Tabitha who was
already rummaging around in her coat. Cora still felt the shock
whenever Tabitha appeared in Commoner clothing.
Jack sat down
beside her, his hand in hers as the others sat down. They were here
for a reason. They knew that Ciaran would side with them, but to
have the backing of his whole coven was something they would really
appreciate in the long run. Numbers. They needed
numbers.
As Evelyn
rejoined them with the hot water, Ciaran stood to help her. Cora
had become accustomed to Ciaran’s equal standing in her coven, she
sometimes forgot that Evelyn was the leader of the Irish
Coven.
“ Did you hear
of Ben Patrick?” Ciaran asked Evelyn as he helped her.
“ Aye, I heard.
Tabitha and Cora had to bring down the woman he
spelled.”
“ It added
entertainment to a rather normal morning,” Tabitha said as she put
the contents of the chocolate in the hot water.
Ciaran rubbed
his hands together. “I do love your hot chocolate, Tab. I’m afraid
tea and coffee no longer do it for me.”
Tabitha
chuckled as she passed him a cup. The door opened and a man and a
young girl entered. The man was tall, his frame was all muscle. He
carried himself well, broad shoulders, toned arms. The square jaw
added a ruggish charm to an already handsome face. The striking
green of his eyes studied them as he pushed his hand through his
dark mane of hair. His eyes rested longer than necessary on Ember,
before moving to Evelyn. He received a nod from his leader and
smiled.
“ Hello, ma
names Flynn Green, nice to meet you all.”
Flynn’s large
hand filled hers, he shook it firm and steady, making the tips of
his dark hair more around his ears.
“ Hello, Flynn,
I’m Cora and this is my coven. This is Jack, my fiancé.” It still
felt weird saying that.
“ Aye, I heard,
congratulations,” Flynn said with a grin as he shook Jack’s hand
and made his way around the coven.
Cora saw the
look Flynn gave Ember when he was introduced. It was one of a
puppy’s admiration for its owner. Ember had a new admirer and Cora
already felt sorry for Flynn.
“ Lovely to meet
you, Cora, ma name is Kayla Dockery.”
“ Hi,” Cora said
with a smile as she faced the young woman who could have only been
nudging at her thirteenth birthday.
Kayla’s rich
cornflower eyes glimmered beneath a thick curtain of lashes. Full
lips naturally pouted as high defined cheeks bones brought
interesting angles to her face. This was finished off with a mop of
fiery orange hair that curled outrageously around her face. This
was no girl stood in front of them. Kayla’s eyes projected wisdom
only few had.
“ So, what is it
you wanted to discuss today?” Evelyn asked as she sat
down.
Cora took a
deep breath, holding her cup between both her hands for something
to do with them. She began and she explained everything in a clear
voice. Three sets of eyes shot to her stomach area once Cora
explained that part.
“ So, you aren’t
pregnant?” Evelyn interrupted, as shocked amber eyes remained fixed
on her belly.
“ No.”
“ How did you do
it?”
“ I consider
myself to be rather good with potions so that part was okay,”
Tabitha told them.
“ From what I
hear, you are the best potion maker of our kind, Tabitha,” Evelyn
praised.
Tabitha
inclined her head, accepting the compliment graciously. “This
pushed me somewhat, and I really enjoyed the challenge. The potion
is simple, it mimics Cora’s heart beat and escalates it for that of
a foetus. So far, we haven’t needed to up the potions. Cathella has
only viewed the child once, it would not show anything more than a
blurry image of something the size of a thumb nail.”
“ Then I take
over with the appearance,” Ember informed them. “My element is
projection and recently I’ve found I’ve been able to expand on my
powers, so much so, that I’m able to project a baby bump. Cora will
feel the weight as the