Chapter Two

"Now don't go getting your fur in a wad, handsome. I told you I was bound for trouble any minute now." I waved off his antics as I brought my mug to my face to blow on. Right as I went to take a sip something went flying through the air and sent my perfect orange mug of flavor shattering onto my counter.

 I whipped around. "Who the flying fuck do you think you are; you old bitch!" I squealed out in absolute horror. 

The leader of my coven stood where my door used to be with narrowed silver eyes and a nasty look. She threw her hand up with one gnarled finger pointing right at me. A dark shadow was edging its way back into my field of vision, but I paid it no mind. "Thea Megan Davis, you rotten child! I had to come all this way to fetch you, and I catch you drinking more of that filthy concoction?"

I huffed and threw my arms out. "I'm a grown woman, Darcy!" I jutted out my right hip and folded my arms. "You're cleaning that up, you hag."

"You rude brat. Don't you know you should respect your elders?" She tutted and jerked her head outside. "I don't have time for this. The council is being summoned. It's important." She finally glanced at the man hovering tightly to my side. 

"Fine." I muttered dragging her attention back to me. "But this isn't finished." I went to follow her outside before remembering I had a guest.  Looking back, I came almost face to face to the werewolf. Confusion was etched into every corner of his face. "I'll be back in three shakes of a dragon's tail. Try not to touch anything. " I sulked out the door-past the remains of my beloved mug- before adding, "wouldn't want to discover you dead."

"Hey, brat..." Darcy started as we took our time walking the worn-down path to the council house. We were well outside the mutt's earshot. "What business does that boy have here?" She cast me a glance full of warning. 

I hesitated before answering. "The werewolf is lost. Packless. He got turned unknowingly and abandoned. The way things are going...my guest is he's completely unaware of our world. Thinks he's some freak of nature, ya know?"

Darcy hummed in response. 

I clicked my tongue after a silent moment passed. "Do you know why we were called to the meeting?" 

She didn't answer until we were clearing in on the paint chipped white door of the council house. "The rituals." She finally whispered in distaste. The door opened from the inside.

"Thea! Darcy! You're late." A young witch giggled.

I shot her a look of mischief. "Oh darn, I hope you started without me?" 

Tonya fluttered her eyelashes. "They would never, T. Who else would provide the comedic relief?"

I laughed. "Of course, what was I thinking?"

Darch practically shoved me inside the doorway. "Damn kids. Always start talking in the doorway. Letting all the bugs inside." She tutted in distaste as she wobbled her way inside. 

Tonya and I shot each other a look before bursting out in giggles