Chapter Seven
By Sunday, she hadn’tstopped thinking of Asher, which was a little maddening.Her wolf wasn’t paying any attention to all the reasons why they couldn’t go back to him.They agreed one time and one time only.This was non-negotiable and not wanted.She and Clover were free and she had a nice nest egg in case anything unforeseen happened, or if she decided they needed to leave Sheridan.
Clover stumbled from her bedroom, arms down and eyes half open, looking like a sleep deprived zombie.She plopped down at the small kitchen table and propped her head up with her hand.
“Tired?”Juni asked, amused.
“School is tomorrow and it’s already kicking my butt.”
“Get used to it, kiddo, you still got nine years to go,” she said.Clover groaned.“And then college.”
She groaned again.
“Want pancakes?”
Clover immediately perked up.“Yes, please.With lots and lots of syrup.”
A world of flavor had opened up for them both when they moved into their new home.Clover discovered a love affair with maple syrup and tended to be a little heavy-handed with her pours.While Juni whipped up the batter and flipped the pancakes, Asher crept into her thoughts.What was he doing right then?Was he waking up with another woman?Did he kiss her?Lick her pussy?Bury himself deep in her body?The thoughts were a punch to her stomach and robbed her of breath.
No.No fair.She refused to allow him to haunt her.
As they ate breakfast, Clover kept up a verbal tsunami of what she did while she spent the night with her best friend from school.Even though she’d already told Juni everything.She let her little sister talk because it was the best way to not only keep her entertained but let the memories of Asher float away.If only for a moment.
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“That’s odd,” Keeganmurmured.“Mrs.Smyth isn’t here.”
Juni looked over as she finished wiping down the tables.“She’s here every morning?”
“Like clockwork.”
Keegan stepped out and gasped, immediately running somewhere.Juni stepped out and saw a crumped woman.It was too young to be Mrs.Smyth.
“Is she alive?”Juni asked, eyes wide.
“Yes.Go get Savannah.”
She turned and ran toward the apothecary.Savannah was an Other.An enchantress who doubled as the apothecary.Shifters had a different biology than humans, and sometimes needed something different than Western medicine.Just as she approached the shop’s door, Savannah opened it and flipped the sign around to read “open.”
“Hello, Juniper.What’s the matter?”
