His beloved witch

Chapter 3: Better run than… who knows…

-Blanche-

I did not want Leon to track me down after leaving the coffee shop.

I need a drink, and I need it soon. So, I opened my purse and grabbed a magical feather. I rubbed it on my armpit and threw it into the air. At the back of the coffee shop, no one was looking.

The feather has the order to flight out of Saint Isabella town and get into Blue Ribbon territory. It is a useful trick to distract trackers. Then, I broke a glass bubble of my perfume on the ground where I was standing. It has a potion to erase my scent. Not even the finest nose of the best tracker will pick it to follow me.

Besides, I am not going to my favorite club. I turned off my phone and even removed the battery.

Leon does not know I am friends with fairies now. He will not find me there.

My friends are out tonight and are already waiting for me at the club. The best way to relax is to move your booty.

The club did not disappoint me. But they better have something heavy. I am a witch.

To make things more interesting it was required to use a mask to enter. I am loving this club!

Clubs and discos here are far more entertaining than in the magical Kingdom because of the diversity. There are even small groups of vampires!

Saint Isabella is a beautiful town, full of life and commerce. It is neutral territory for all species, with a deck where boats are coming and going from around the planet. It is one of the few areas in our world that is protected by every species. Everyone does business without prejudice here… unlike in our own territories.

Flora and Anjara welcomed me with a hug and got me a place in the VIP area with them. The place was full of people. A huge boat arrived today, and fairies besides other species came to check out the new material.

I love the freedom this town offers.

Witches and fairies do not usually get along even though we are supposed to be sisters because we both have the same goddess, Mother Nature. Usually, we dislike each other, but I am not the usual kind of witch.

I got in a fight with Anjara and her fairy friends because of Clara. I do not remember what happened exactly… we were drunk, I was still heartbroken, I wanted to release the pain… Oh! I think Anjara tried to seduce Josh… Clara’s mate. They are werewolves. A cute couple, by the way.

Anyway, pain and alcohol are the perfect mixes for trouble. And my fairy gals are double for trouble!

It was a good fight, very entertaining. My mother would be proud of me for the number of punches I gave and received. I held on like a champion, despite my very much weak body.

Morgana, Circe, and Blair had the time of their lives pulling and burning hair extensions. No one complained when we had to pay for them. At the end of the day, what is money for?

We had our fun, but everyone ended up in jail… fairies, witches, and werewolves.

It was a good thing, though. We used the time to talk about our prejudice against each other and become friends. We even watched the sunrise on the beach with more drinks after the Duncans, Clara’s in-laws, bailed us out.

Flora and Anjara are what I need to get over my pain, tonight. Clara is at her home with her mate, where she belongs… And I plan to help her to stay there, safe. I owe it to her mother.

“It is over,” I felt a not in my throat when I said it out loud. “Officially,” 

Shit! It hurts. I want to get rid of this feeling. The freaking what if I forgive him once more… But no! I should not do it. It is over. He does not love me; I should not fool myself about it.

“Someone better will come along!” Flora yelled at me.

I kept talking about Leon and my heartache to my friends when we were in jail. So, they know. Also, Anjara was in pain by then. Her boyfriend left her for a human… or was it a witch? I do not remember. Again, alcohol is bad for my memory!

The music was very loud. And others were also yelling at each other to communicate. That is the bad thing about this place, it does not happen in the clubs for witches. Sometimes magic makes things boring… It is better this way, more fun when there are some struggles.

“No! I am done with men… Wait, no… Males, in general!” No more guys in my life of any species. Even tempting Lycans with strong chests and muscles in the right places.

Elias, Leon, f*****g Damian… Males, all males can go f**k themselves. I am better alone!

“What?” Anjara yelled because she did not hear me.

“I give up to men!” I screamed when the two of them got closer to hear me.

“Oh!” Then, they started to laugh.

“I am serious!” I complained.

“I promised the same, and now…” Anjara showed me her hand. It is an engagement ring!

“Congratulations!” When did that happen? I screamed and hugged her, truly happy for her. Was the same guy she was crying about last time?

Anjara got tired of screaming her answer because I could not hear and made a protection bubble around us to talk.

“I met his human six months ago. To be honest, I rejected him… not because I did not like him, but I was still with my ex, and I had this prejudice against humans. After talking with you,  and since Brian left me, I thought… why not? And who would have guessed? He is the one!”

“Anjara waisted five years on Brian.” Flora was vexed at this Brian guy.

“Yours might be somewhere else. Who knows?” Anjara winked at me just before a guy with thick glasses hugged her waist. They kissed, and the fairy forgot to even introduce us. They just kept kissing.

Passionate love… I moved my head negatively and looked anywhere else but them.

“I am done," I said relying on the back of my seat, forgetting about the couple. Flora laughed again.

“What if a hot guy shows up and claims his love for you out of thin air? What would you do?” Flora teased me. “Ah… but he is hot, and has everything you ever liked in a guy?” She was making things hard, but something like that never happens, even less to a witch.

"It will never happen." I know what I am talking about. "Love takes time, only werewolves have this undying love thing at first sight... or smell. The rest of us have to build it with trust and everyday life kindness.”

“Everyday life kindness?” Flora asked me while the lovebirds left the VIP to dance.

“Yes… Nice things that a couple does for each other. That is what builds love.” That is what I think. “The base is respect to each other, loyalty… the last piece of cake for example, and lower the toilet seat...” I hated it when Leon forgot.

“You are funny…” Flora laughed. “And where do you leave the passion a couple should feel? The breath-taking kisses, caresses at midnight, and s*x… the wild s*x? There is no love without the touch of the skin.”

“It is part of it, but it is not everything.” Attraction. I know will feel it again, but I have made my mind.

I had seven drinks of “whatever is meant to happen, will happen”. I love the names the fairies give to their drinks. And it tasted sweet. Good!

“Alright, I get it. You will be done with any love relationship, but s*x is yummy. Are you giving up to that, too?”

“Good question.” I have not thought things thru. “I think I will not give my cookie to anyone for at least… a year. If the guy is worth it, after a year, I will review my decision.”

Flora laughed again. I took another shot.

"Hey, I mean it," I complained.

“I have had dry times before… but are you crazy? One year! Come on, a woman has needs, too.”

“Yes, but it is a good way to keep assholes away… Flora, I love this drink.” I slurped another shot. It is good!

“Oh, they are good! That is why I ordered so many…” Flora kept teasing me about my decision. “A year without s*x, ha!”  

“I know I can do it.” Of course, I can be without a male. “I am a witch with the willpower to do it.”

Flora shook her head messing her long red hair and took another shot. The drink is delicious. I ordered four more.

“I dare you to try just one year.” Flora raised her glass for me to toast with her.

“And you will do the same?” I asked her, turning tables.

“Why not?” Flora is cocky.

We giggled and as if summoned a pair of gorgeous male fairies passed by our eyes to join a group of vampires at the next table... So many handsome males. I think Flora was drooling over the tallest one of them when a female vampire winked at her.

“Hey! No cheating! No females, either. The promise is no s*x for a year.”

Flora huffed but agreed. We toasted and drank a couple more of those fantastic drinks. It makes my blood bubble inside of me. I loved the emotion.

“Alright! Fairy’s promise!” She shouted out.

“Witch’s promise!” I replied, taking another shot of whatever the hell I was drinking.

“Now, remove the shield! I want to dance!” But I was not careful, and her drink fell on my clothes.

Flora apologized. It was not her fault, a napkin to clean it and I was ready to shake my booty.

We both went to the dance floor and the guys we were checking out before went looking for us at the dance floor. I moved apart from them. Flora wanted the attention of both. I made a signal to her to remember her promise, and she nodded with a crocked smile.

I danced alone under the changing lights, the loud music, and the bodies moving against each other on the dance floor.

I just wanted to dance, and dance without anyone holding me. Swirled and moved alone in a show for myself. I sweated off the remaining pain in my heart, I wanted to leave it behind.

I chanted internally my liberation spell... I forgive Leon, I thank him for the good moments, I let go of the bitterness his words left in me. I want to be free from imaginary scenarios that will never exist... I want myself back again, me... And only me. I was before Leon, I am without Leon, I will be beyond him.

The mask was annoying while dancing like this, but it was also a protection against curious eyes. It felt good to dance this way. Alone.

I sensed him before I saw him with my eyes.

He had a dark and imposing aura, and amazing body structure probably built after many hours of training. This Lycan was out of this world.

This Lycan had all his attention on me, and a shiver ran thru my spine when I sensed it. It was a mix of fear and excitement in my body.

He motioned towards me, and the sea of people opened for him. Under the mask, I could not see who he was, and he was not going to see who I am… yet he scares me.

I tried to look unbothered and kept dancing, looking somewhere else. Sometimes a guy stops staring at you if you do not pay attention to him... This was not the case; I was his target.

It was like he could see thru me, and my heart pounded faster at every step he took. He looked like a predator walking to me… s**t! I think I wet my undies and not out of fear!

I had to mentally slap myself. I looked at Flora for support, but she was already making out with the fairy guy from earlier. Damn it!

I smiled at the hot Lycan, a cheeky smile. And he stopped! I tilted my head, trying to figure out what was going on. In part, my body wanted to approach him, but another part of me… the sane and sober part of me… remembered my promise.

I am not made of stone; this hot unnamed Lycan was too much temptation. I have learned from my mistakes… I used a magic trick and ran away. Better run than… who knows…

Some men can be too dangerous, even for a witch.