Page 50 of Beastly Dreams

Abigail let a bit of her magic slip out to ease the poor girl’s nerves, improve the peace in the building, and make everything taste a little bit better.

“Everything will be fine,” she told Linnea. “You’ll see.”

“Thank you,” the girl said with a shaky smile. “I hope I’ll do them proud.”

“I’m sure you will,” Abigail said before reaching for Roan’s hand. “We’ll be down at the tavern, but I’ll come and check on you if you need me.”

“Thank you,” Linnea said, sounding only slightly terrified as they left the café.

Abigail let Roan pull her back toward the tavern. It was faster than she would have liked to walk, but he always got antsy when he was away from the Lucky Goat.

“I thought we’d never get back,” he teased as he unlocked the building.

“Oh, was there something you desperately needed to do?” she quipped.

“Yes,” he said, twirling her into his arms like they were dancing and dipping her backward to kiss her dramatically before pulling her back up into his chest.

Abigail flushed. “That was a good reason, I suppose,” she said, resting her hand on his chest. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” he said, pressing a kiss to her forehead as Beastie came bounding out of the kitchen toward them. He’d installed a door for her so she could go out in thebackyard whenever she wanted, and she was much happier now.

So was Abigail.

She had never been more joyful, and as she let a little magic seep out into the room around them, she knew it would only get better from here.

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