Hayle Coven Novels
Maurice snapped the book shut, turning to face Mom with a no-nonsense look on his face, "we have business, Council Leader."
Mom rose, set aside her black napkin. "Yes, of course." She paused, eyes meeting mine. I let her see how angry I was, saw her own frustration rise. "Good night, Sydlynn."
"Yeah," I shot back as she turned away, "nice to see you too, Mom."
She left without another word, Maurice hurrying her out as Vincent rushed forward and began to clear the table with brief surges of air magic winging the plates and cutlery out from under us.
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