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“Good,” he says. “Now, can we get the rest of this over with so we can go home?”
I nod. There isn’t too much more to do, and what’s left is mostly down to me now.
“Let’s get it over with.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
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Despitethefactthatmost of our mates want to tear the witches limb from limb to stop any of this from happening again, Rachel tells them she wants to turn them over to the Witches’ Council, where their magic will be stripped from them permanently and they’ll be forced to live out the rest of their lives as humans. After a rehabilitation period that could take years.
They’ll have to leave the academy, and they won’t be welcomed back into Wolf Creek.
“If they come back here, we’ll kill them,” Parker warns, loudly enough to make the quiet one wince.
The leader still looks pissed as hell. Rachel took their voices away before she bound their magic, so they couldn’t cast while she was working. She didn’t bother to give them back the ability to talk.
I’m kind of glad. I don’t want to hear their bitchy voices ever again.
“I’m sure they’ll be busy for the next decade or so,” Rachel says. “The Witches’ Council takes rehabilitation and downgrading witches to humans very seriously. They’ll make sure you don’t have time to even think about coming back here.”
“And if you do, we won’t show any mercy,” Cheryl adds, her voice cold enough to give me shivers.
Her Alpha mate’s wolf growls at them, and the blonde girl jumps back from him.
He’s almost as big as Jillian’s Beta in shifter form, and he’s twice as angry.
“Right, then, they know they’ll be a bloody stain on the floor if they ever dare to think about coming back here. Can we go home now?” Cheryl’s Omega asks, his voice pleading as he clasps his hands together and flashes his teeth at us in a hopeful grin.
Rachel laughs, and Cheryl comes to hug her goodbye.
“Yes,” Rachel says. “You can go home now.”
“Will you be able to teleport…” Cheryl starts to ask.
Rachel nods. “I can send everyone home, or you can take your mates and do that on your own. You might drain the magic Freya gifted you, but you’ll be able to refill the well with elemental magic.”
I take in what she’s telling us, and I’m only surprised my jaw doesn’t actually hit the ground when my mouth falls open. “We can do that?”
Rachel smiles. “Just try it. Look at a spot in front of you and concentrate. Decide on your invocation word and think it when you look at the spot.”
I glance at Cheryl and she blinks out of sight. Gasps spill from her pack as she reappears right next to me. Her deep purple painted lips twitch.
“Well, that was pretty cool.”
I feel everyone’s eyes on me next, and my skin starts to flush.
There’s no way I’ll be able to do that. No way.
I feel Parker’s hand squeeze mine. “Try it,” he murmurs.
I tremble lightly as I think up the word that will let me attempt this. It’s probably not something Rachel uses. Invocation words are for beginners, to help them connect better to the source of their magic until they get into the swing of using it. I have a hard time believing this can be done. It feels impossible. Just this morning I struggled to produce a tiny blue flicker of a flame. I look across at a point beyond Rachel, and I give a shrug as I think of the word.
It needs to be a word I’ll never use casually, or by mistake.
Marmalade.
I can’t stand the taste, so it’s not a word I’ll ever use, and it’s not a word I come across every day.
