I’m a witch, and no one else knows it.
At least I didn’t think anyone else knew.
When a stranger gave me a book to lift my spirits, I had no idea that it was magical.
Then I woke in the unseen lands.
That’s when I met Everet.
His dark chestnut hair and purple eyes took my breath away.
His cruel words helped ground me.
Apparently, that’s the shifter’s future king.
If he’s their future, I wish them good luck.
Once I leave this place, I’m going to forget that I ever met him.
First, I have to get through several weeks with him and few others of his kind.
And a part of me is glad that I’m not going to be alone for Christmas.
I can only hope that the obvious heat between Everet and me won’t consume me before I can leave.
