Brother’s Best Friends Are My Mates novel Chapter 47

Jesse

I glanced over at Colby who was tenser than I had ever seen him. Rain and Matt couldn’t come, leaving me and Colby to join Lia and Michael.

They agreed to meet this witch in a park about a thirty-minute drive from our house. I kept glancing at my phone, growling when I realized only a minute or so had passed since I last looked at it.

“She’s late,” I announced, even if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Michael gave me a look. “Jesse, you sound like Rain; stating the obvious just for the sake of saying it. What’s gotten into you?”

“She’s almost an hour late and I’m sick of standing here,” I ground out.

Suddenly, in a puff of smoke, this woman who gave off a witchy aura appeared. She looked exactly like the woman Lia had described. I watched her carefully, not trusting her as far as I could trust her.

This woman meant nothing good. They were here to collect on a blood oath, none of which was anyone’s fault. Certainly not Lia and Michael’s fault.

“You must be the mates,” she cooed, looking at me and Colby before her attention shifted to Michael. “Hello, Michael.” He growled. “Say what you want and then we can be on our way. There is no reason to prolong this any further.”

“We need one of you to submit yourselves to the coven in about thirty days so you can repay your grandmother’s blood feud.” Lia stared at her, glaring. “You must be crazy if you think that one of us is going to go back with you.”

“It is the only way. If you don’t then we will be forced to lay consequences upon you.”

This woman was crazy. What was wrong with her? Something was going on with these witches. I had no idea how to deal with witches. Never before had I dealt with witches. But it was clear that I never wanted to deal with them again.”

“What consequences?” Michael ground out.”

She smiled. “A curse or a hex is what we usually go with. But this can all be avoided if one of you join our coven. “There must be another way!” Lia cried.

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“Do you have a child? Or are you expecting a child?” Sinead asked, sounding completely serious. “A promise of a child to the coven will help end the blood oath. One of you will just have to stay in the meantime at the coven.”

Michael threw his head back and laughed. “Are you crazy? You witches must be crazy.”

“Hate witches all you want but you all have magic running through your blood,” she cooed to them.

Why did she keep talking in that creepy tone? It was weird and more than a little unnerving.

There wasn’t much in my life that unnerved me. I could count on a list of things that did. This woman was one of them.

“Well, I’ve said what I had to say. You have a month.”

Then she was gone in a poof of smoke, leaving us alone.

Michael gazed at Lia, his gaze softening.

“Lia-“

“Don’t you dare Michael!”

“What I didn’t say anything!”

She glared. “You have that glint in your eye that you always get when you want to go on and do something stupidly protective.”

I could see it in his eyes too, but who was I to blame him if he wanted to go give himself to the coven to protect Lia? If I had the choice, I’d do it too.

“Michael, think of Gabi,” Colby reminded our friend.

Yeah, what the hell was wrong with me? Michael had Gabi to think about. Not that I expected him to go and give up his freedom for Lia’s sake.

Neither one of them was going to give themselves up to the Rosewater Coven. They were going to figure out a way to come together and get them off their back.

Even if it meant resorting to violence.

We may live in a more modern and civilized world, but it doesn’t mean we can’t do things old school. I was not against this in the least.

“Yes, exactly Michael!” Lia cried. “Colby is right. You don’t need to try to do something stupid to protect me when you need to think of Gabi, okay?”

That’s beyond messed up. Did Michael have anything else to say? -S

He’s furious, but he’s trying to stay logical. He keeps saying we need to figure out what the blood oath entails before we decide how to handle it. But I’m just so angry that this is even happening. -L

Understandable. It’s not like you signed up for any of this. Why is it your problem now? -S

Exactly! And the witch had this smug attitude like she knew she had the upper hand. She even called Michael by his first name, all casual, as if they were old friends or something. -L

That’s so creepy. What’s the plan now? -S

Michael wants to do more research, and maybe find out if there’s a loophole. I just want this to be over. I don’t trust her, and I don’t want to be dealing with witches ever again. -L

I wouldn’t trust her either. Just be careful, okay? These types always seem to have tricks up their sleeves. -S

Believe me, I’m not letting my guard down for a second. But thanks for listening. I needed to vent. -L

Anytime. Just promise me you’ll call if things get worse. -S

You’ll be the first to know. -L

I hated this. A part of me wanted to blame my grandmother, even though that was crazy for me to do. Why was it her fault when all she had done was fall in love? This would make me no better than the Rosewater Coven.

They were holding a grudge against my grandmother because she dared to go outside the coven and marry a werewolf. I bet they didn’t like the fact that she had run off and had children with a werewolf. This had to have some negative effect on them.

Maybe if my grandmother had run off with someone who was still a wizard but simply from another coven they’d be more willing to accept it.

When Sinead was talking to us, I remember seeing this look of disgust in her eyes. She didn’t like me Michael, thinking that we were beneath her for some reason.

It pissed me off, making me automatically want to stand against her. I wasn’t going to join her coven and my brother wasn’t going to do that either!

But when they realized we wouldn’t work with them… just what were they going to do to us? I shuddered even thinking about it.