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Michael grinned at me and stared into my eyes. My heart lit up and my magic sung in my veins, recognizing our pure connection. I almost reached out to touch him. But then the moment passed, and he nodded and left.
I sighed and sat down on my bed. “Holy moly.”
It was going to be a big day.
What should I do first? Make my wedding dress? Or search for a poison spell?Choices, choices.
I pressed my hand to my temple. I had a headache blooming already, and the bloody day hadn’t started yet!
I indulged my sense of the strange and ridiculous for a bit longer, then got to work. I imagined my perfect wedding dress: l ong and flowy, with a halter neck and embroidered flowers on the tight bodice. I flicked my hand to the corner of the room, creating a mannequin my size, then began to weave my fantasy dress.
This was my wedding after all, and for all I knew, it could be my last day on this earth as well. If the high warlock caught us trying to rescue the wolves, we’d be dead.
But at least I’d look pretty as I died.
I created my perfect dress—an ivory color, with ice-pink flowers. Then I added soft blue butterflies on the train, just because they looked gorgeous.
Then it was time to go searching for a spell to save the day. I pulled five large books off my bookshelf and placed them on the bed.
I flipped through the pages, looking for the information we needed.
It wasn’t until I was partway through the fourth book that I found exactly what I wanted.
“Yes!”
It was a spell for what was called a “Snow White Kiss”, but in reverse.
As if on cue, the bedroom door opened and Michael walked in. “They fell for it!”
I grinned at him, magicking up a screen to cover my dress. He was the groom, after all, and we didn’t want to push our luck.
As the screen materialized, he froze, mid-step. “What’s that?”
“It’s to hide my wedding dress,” I said, hoping to sound cool and calm.
My bravado failed me when he lifted a single eyebrow and stared at me. “Why did you cover it up?”
I groaned and dropped my gaze to the books on the bed. “Because it’s bad luck for the groom to see the bride in her wedding dress, before the actual wedding, okay? And considering everything else we have to deal with today, we don’t need to tempt fate any more than we have to.”
His footfalls swished on the carpet as he walked over to the bed. He sat down beside me.
When he reached for my hand, I trembled in the strangest way.
“Hey, look at me,” he said, his tone soft.
I forced my head up. “Yeah?”
“I didn’t know whether or not you thought of this as a real wedding.”
I sucked in my cheeks, biting the inside flesh. “Well, we have to be convincing, yeah? I mean, the service and the vows will be real, won’t they?”
He nodded, but on his face, worry warred with a hesitant happiness.
“Do youwantit to be real?” I asked him, unable to leave the topic alone.
He chuckled. “Of course, I do, but I hate that you feel forced into it. You’re literally marrying me to save the other two guys you love. How fucked up is that?”
I grinned at him as I squeezed his fingers. “I don’t know... sounds like a modern fairytale to me.”
