Page 67 of The Slayer Seduction

“See. There can be none of that.”

“You will not invite that vampire into our home,” I tell her, just as a precaution.

“Of course I won’t,” Iris says plainly and it soothes something inside me.

“Then I will be the best behaved vampire slayer you have ever seen. I vow it,” I say, touching my heart.

“Okay, stop being cute, we have work to do.”

My grin is wide.

Cute.

While I do not think that’s the word to describe me. I’m a strong, fierce, handsome slayer, but I’ll accept cute as long as it pleases my mate.

Iris gets on her phone, chatting animatedly with her fellow witches while I pet Scarlett. She nips me when I pet her the wrong way and directs me on the correct way.

My witch begins putting things in place, lighting candles with a flick of her wand, and drawing patterns on her dining table.

“Should I ask if she needs help?”

“Definitely not,” Scarlett tells me. I listen to the fox as she is always right.

It isn’t long before two witches are strolling up the stairs into her apartment. The pink-haired one, Ember, smells like a foul vampire and I do my best to not show my disgust. The other one, known as Violet, has an interesting signature, part wolf, part witch.

If Iris and I had children would they be part slayer and part witch?

“No. Absolutely fucking not,” Adam chimes in my head and I sigh, because he’s probably right and I would never want to impose this curse on a child.

Both of the witches pause and stare at me where I sit, petting Iris’ familiar.

“You’ve already met Ember, this is Violet. Violet, this is the Slayer… and Adam.”

“Uh. Hello,” the witch with black and white hair says.

“Hi,” I repeat and her eyes widen at the timbre of my voice.

“Right. So I’m trying to see if I can find the sister spell books of this one. I’m guessing that if the same witch created all of them, they will have a magical signature and that will help us find them.”

Violet and Ember look at each other and then back to my brilliant witch. “You need to find them, because?”

“Right. I thought I updated you through text,” Iris says.

The two witches look at her dubiously and I realize my witch rarely asks for help and tends to internalize things. I will be there for her for whatever she needs.

“Right…yeah about that. There’s a group of vampire slayers who want to kill my Slayer and take me as their mate or something worse,” Iris says.

“Your Slayer, huh?” Violet says with a grin, and I decide I like that one.

“That would be me,” I say with a smile.

“Yeah, mine,” Iris says softly. “It’s a long story, but we’ve found out who the other slayers are currently using as vessels, but we don’t know where their families are hiding their books. We need to find the spell books, figure out how to destroy them, and…”

“Kill the motherfuckers for daring to hurt my mate,” I finish for her. She gives me an exhausted look, but doesn’t correct me as she looks at her coven members.

“Then let’s get to work,” Ember says; she gives me a soft smile, I do my best to return it, but I’m sure it looks odd.

The three witches sit in a circle, holding each other’s hands. It makes me slightly jealous as I wish to hold my witch’s hand. That will be the next step I take with her.