Chapter 12

CIRRUS

Oh this is so amazingly perfect. Wynter is starting to come around to me and her being soulmates, and now my besties from another testes are here.

I'm still not a fan of this town, but them being here gets us a little closer to leaving. I think. Though that vision showed us staying here permanently. Oh well that's an issue for another day.

Grabbing a menu, I start choosing a few dishes to sample. I am rather hungry, and though I didn't get to breed my little turtle, we did work up an appetite.

Arsen and Astor stare at me as I hum. Oh right, I just casually dropped the curse secret. Whoops.

"Okay, I am going to need you to rewind and start explaining. Listen, I know you tend to say off the wall shit, but you called us here to break a curse? What curse?" Astor stammers, and I sigh.

"Look, Wynter and I hooked up that night at the bar. We had a moment and something weird happened."

"Please don't start sharing about your kinky sex life with Wyn," Sin grumbles, and I laugh.

"No, I mean we had a vision. You know how Wynter is a psychic?" They both nod, and I make sure the guy at the counter eating a slice of pie can't hear us.

"I had it too. We kissed, and she showed me everything she was seeing."

Sin scoffs, and Astor looks contemplative for a few seconds.

"Okay, say I believe you… What does that have to do with me and my brother? We have never seen the future or anything."

As I start to explain, Ruth and Liv arrive at the table with some water and their notepads. Ruth gives me a glare, and I smile back at her.

"Okay, I'm ready, what'll it be today?"

Opening the menu, I begin reading off my choices. "I'll have the reuben on rye with a side of potato salad, the tuna melt with chicken noodle soup, the grilled ham and cheese for my sweetie, a side of fries, mashed potatoes, steamed veggies, mozzarella sticks, nachos and a slice of that delicious looking pie. What are you guys having?" I say, looking at the twins.

Their eyes are wide, and Liv starts laughing.

"I'll get this order in to chef, sis," she tells Ruth, then skips off toward the kitchen.

Ruth turns to Astor. "If you're going to place a large order, I may need to go grocery shopping for supplies," she snarks, and I laugh.

Small towns can be ridiculous. I am a paying customer, and I leave big tips too.

"No, nothing that wild. I'll take the grilled caesar salad with grilled cheese."

Writing it down she looks at Sin. "Yea, I'll do a mushroom swiss burger and fries, with a side of potato salad and a slice of pie."

"Kay," she says, then walks away.

"Are you having quadruplets, Rus? Why all the food?"

I shrug, and place the menu back behind the bottles of syrup. "Had a light breakfast, and we have a busy day tomorrow, so I'm loading up on carbs."

"Right," he mutters, then stares out the window. His eyes light up, and I know my little cupcake is coming.

"So, Wyn's family is cursed, and we're going to break it?" Sin mutters, but he's not really talking to me, but himself.

The bell over the door jingles and Wynter walks inside. She's still scowling at me, and I know I will need to make it up to her, preferably on my knees, but for now she's playing nice.

I've noticed she's starting to thaw a little. Don't get me wrong she can still be my little snapping turtle, but she's smiling more and laughing. The dark cloud over her has started to turn into Summer's rain.

"Hey, sorry, we've been out of signal for a while this week, so I wanted to check in with Halee."

"No need to explain, dove, come sit. I ordered for you."

Plopping down next to me, she digs her claws into my thigh, and I hiss. Looking at me, she leans in and whispers. "You and I are not done. I'm still mad at you." Fire swirls in her eyes, and I give her a wink.

I like when she's riled up. Hate sex is the absolute best.

WYNTER

When I had the vision telling me to come to Spells Hollow, I never imagined it would be like this. Not only do I have a stalker Fae following my every step. I now have Arsen and Astor in my life again.

I've also never laughed or smiled this much in a long damn time.

Astor hands me another beer, and I take it with a smile.

"I still can't believe you guys came all this way to help me," I mutter, popping the tab of the beer and taking a sip.

Sin looks at Cirrus and his eyebrows are furrowed. "I didn't know you needed help initially, Wyn. We are here because Rus told us he was getting married."

Spitting out my beer all over Cirrus, I begin to cough. Sputtering, I try to choke out words. "Married? What the fuck!"

Cirrus laughs and stands, wiping off his face with his T-shirt, then drops to his knees and begins to serenade me with Taylor Swift, of all songs.

"You belong with me is not going to excuse how psychotic you tend to be, Cirrus. I know that we have a future starting, but I never agreed to a damn wedding. And why would you guys drive to NY for him?"

I look at Astor. I feel like I'm missing something here.

Rus stops singing, then leans in and steals a kiss. Pushing him away, I give him one of my best glares. If the others weren't around, I would be cursing his ass.

A bird squawks nearby, and I jump. Damn that was loud. Looking around, I don't see anything. Just Arnie. He's been stalking Arsen all day, and I find it hilarious since he can't see him.

"Honeydrop, you do know that these twinsies are my besties, right?" Cirrus says, and I shake my head, then laugh.

Fuck, someone is messing with me. I would find a man that I kinda like that would be connected to my painful past.

"No, I didn't know that, but okay." Standing, I move over to the porch. Cirrus says that he can get supplies tomorrow to fix up the house, and I'm getting excited. I guess I got lucky that he owns a construction company.

Now if only I could figure out a way to fix the earth, and the scorched circle all around these homes. A black crow sweeps low, almost hitting me in the face, then lands on the roof, staring at me.

"What the fuck," I mumble outloud, but the guys must not have heard me.

We have been in Spells Hollow for a few hours now. Cirrus conjured up some lawn chairs, but told the others that he had them in his truck. Glancing at Sin and Astor, I wonder if it would be possible to tell them that I'm a witch.

It's forbidden unless they are a part of your family and still the Council has to approve it and I know my mother isn't going to make my life any easier by accepting them.

I think about the vision again and I know deep down that those three men are the ones in my future, but how?

Closing my eyes, I miss my mother revealing magic to the guys.

"Holy shit!"

"What the fuck?"

"Ah, you must be my future mumsie," Cirrus says, and I open my eyes. The bird is no longer there, and I groan.

"Seriously, Mother!" I shout, spinning to face a scowling woman who is my spitting image. It's all the poor unfortunate souls she devours. Keeps her young. Kidding. But not really.

"Well, maybe next time you won't ignore my phone calls and take off to some abandoned town. Like seriously, Wynter can't you feel the dark magic seeping out of the ground? Why are you here?"

"Magic? I fucking knew it," Sin sputters, and I cringe.

"Shit, wait Mom!" Too late.

With a mumble under her breath, my loving mother has turned all of my guys into toads. Well except Cirrus. He counteracts the spell and begins to laugh his ass off.

"This is not funny!" I snap, then turn toward the woman who birthed me.

"Mother, what are you doing here?"

Pouting, she places her hands on her hips. "I missed you. And like I said, you haven't answered my calls or summons. I even had the coven try to send you a message, but you ignored it."

Yeah, because ignoring my mother is one of the greatest insults you could give to her.

"Well I'm not sure if you've noticed, but this isn't exactly the city," I snap, waving my hand around the desolate place.

Cirrus is still laughing, but at least now he's removing the spells on the guys.

Goddess. This is such a damn mess.

"Why are you here Wynter? This place is not meant for us," my mother mutters, staring at Arnie.

"Let me show you," I say with a sigh and offer my hand to her.

"Ugh. I hate it when you share your visions," she whines, and I am about to snap again.

For being an adult, she doesn't act like it sometimes.

Taking my hand, she closes her eyes.

I show her what Corrine gave to me, how she's gone now, and what I need to do to get the future I crave.

"How can I help?" she says when I'm done, and I can't help but to hug her.

"Really?" I gasp. I think I'm in a state of shock.

"Yes, if this means that I can find a husband that won't leave me and take half my money… Well it's not rocket science, Wynter."

Ugh, of course she made this about herself, but whatever, I'll take it.

Turning to the guys whose skin looks a little green, I shrug.

"So, um, yeah, I'm a witch."

Astor passes out, and Sin catches him just in time.

"I knew it," he mutters, and now I'm the one surprised. "When you were with Erick, there was this time in the kitchen. I don't think you noticed me there."

"Shit. Why didn't you ever say anything?" I remember that day. I was upset. I had a bad day at school and came home to Erick hosting a party and the kitchen was wrecked.

I'd mumbled a quick cleaning spell.

Sin shrugs, then sighs, placing Astor in a chair.

"Honestly, I thought I was seeing something because of how much I'd been drinking, but I started to notice little things here and there afterwards."

"Wow, all these years and you never told?" I look at my mother pointedly, and she groans.

"Fine, I will permit him and his brother, but no one else, Wynter. It's bad enough that Halee is suspicious."

"Great, now that that's all handled, let's do some magic," Cirrus says, rubbing his hands together, walking closer to my mom. She cringes when he goes in for a hug, but allows it.

"So, Mumsie, what should we do?" Looking at me she gives me the ‘is he serious right now' stare.

I laugh and move back toward the porch. Arsen follows me into the house, and I lead him to an open kitchen. There is a dusty bay window overlooking what was once a beautiful yard.

He's quiet, and I'm waiting for the endless questions to start. "So are you a good witch or a bad witch?" he mumbles, and I smile.

"Depends on the day. I'm known to be quite wicked at times." Glancing over my shoulder, I really look at him. He doesn't seem to be too freaked out, but he's always been good at hiding things.

"As long as you don't turn me into an amphibian like your mother did, or curse me, I'll be fine," he jokes, giving me a smirk.

"Don't betray me and we have a deal." Turning to face him, I offer him my hand to shake. He doesn't know it, but when his palm touches mine, he's just made a magical promise to me.

"Sugarbean, where are you?" Cirrus shouts from the front door, and my mother scolds him.

"Were you raised in a barn? You don't have to yell, she's obviously in the kitchen."

Footsteps stomp through the worn floorboards, and soon my mischievous Fae's blue hair is peeking through the doorway.

"Lovepot, this place is a mess, but it's a good thing I'm a contractor. We shall have this place back to its morning glory in no time."

Scoffing, my mother crosses her arms over her chest. "I think we should focus on purging the property of that evil man's presence."

My eyes widen, and she sighs. "The lost souls here have been very informative. Seriously, daughter? You call yourself a psychic. I am going to take this one with me and figure out a way to cleanse the Earth."

Grabbing Arnie's hand, she leads him out of the house. He shoots me a panicked look, but I give him a wink. My mother won't hurt him. He's an adorable tourist who got trapped here.

He's innocent, and I will punish whoever stole his life.

"Why does she look like she's about to go on a murder spree?" Astor asks. Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes and center myself.

"Arnie was killed, and I was thinking about the vengeance I am going to rain down on the culprits. Dead or alive."

"Who the hell is Arnie?" Sin mutters, and I sigh, shaking my head.

"Long story. I'll tell you later, but for now let's conjure up some supplies and start working on the house. My mother can help with the yard, mainly the dead Willow tree in the back corner."

The guys nod, and Cirrus mumbles something weird. A loud crash sounds, shaking the house.

"What the fuck was that?" I snap, and he winces.

"I may have underestimated the distance from the yard to the porch," he says as we rush to the front door.