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Hazel I don’t know how to feel right now. I was dragged to what can only be described as ‘Bates Motel’ by a drop-dead gorgeous f*****g fairy. Then I was awoken by the most beautiful dark-haired angel I had ever seen in a room full of men. Granted, the two gay ones on the couch seemed just as uncomfortable by my presence as I was of theirs. I wouldn’t have felt so vulnerable and uncomfortable if I had my magic, but nothing I could do about that. I knew who they were. I could feel the sparks the moment the hippie Ken doll touched my forehead in the alley behind ‘Fatz.’ What I wasn’t prepared for was the woman. It wasn’t unusual for witches to have many mates, but it was rare for one of us to be mated to someone outside of our coven, never heard of for one of us to be mated outside of our