Wednesday Briefs – Chapter 6A

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Chapter 6A. Going back to school

They walked into the school and were met by the headmaster. Mr. Theakin was wringing his hands and sweating, but he bowed and greeted them politely.

“Good morning, sirs. I wasn’t sure how you wanted to talk to the kids and teachers, so I have them all gathered in the assembly hall.”

Gray gave a sharp smile. “That’s perfect. Shall we?”

The headmaster led the way, and they were led through a door that led straight to the base of the steps to the stage. Gray climbed up first and Mica followed.

“Good morning, everyone,” Gray’s voice echoed through the hall with the help of a simple spell. “For those of you students I haven’t had the pleasure of meeting, I am Leader Oliver Grayson or Gray to my friends.” The crowd chuckled at his accompanying wink. Gray held out his arm to indicate Mica. “This is my second, Mica Jacobson. We have come today to speak to you all about a matter that has come to our attention.

“I have been told that your teachers haven’t been teaching you everything you need to know about this coven and its leadership. So first, I would like to ask some simple questions. Please raise your hand if you know the answer. How many kinds of magic are there in this coven?”

A few hands went up, and Gray pointed to a boy at random. “One, sir. Since there is only one type of magic, sir.”

Gray shook his head. “I’m afraid that is wrong. I will explain after my next question. If there is only one type of magic, how does Second Mica do this?”

On cue, Mica allowed his magic to light up between his fingers, and he held his hand high for all to see.

Gray waited for the gasps and whispers to fade before he spoke again. “Second Mica is an elemental mage. He uses electricity to power his spells.”

Suddenly there was a hiss, and Mica shook his hand, spraying water over Gray too.

“It looks like our other elemental mage is nearby. Are you going to join us?” He called the question out, and Owen appeared at the bottom of the steps to the stage.

Mica was gobsmacked. When he and Gray had left the house for the office, Owen had been adamant he didn’t want to see or speak to anyone. Mica had even fixed a transmitter to his shirt so Owen could hear everything that was happening without having to be there.

“I think some of you may recognise Second Mica’s mate, Owen Kerby. As you may have seen when he doused his mate, he uses the power of water for his spells. Owen, why not give another demonstration?”

Owen nodded and made a ball of glowing water hover over his hand as he had done in the cafe with Mica. There was a sudden hubbub from the children, and Mica looked up to see a small girl standing with wide eyes.

Gray noticed as well and called to her, “What’s your name, little one?”

“I’m Nancy, sir.” She gave a small curtsy but didn’t take her eyes off of Owen.

“Did you want to ask something, Nancy?”

Instead of answering, she held up her hand. A small flame lit up and hovered there. The children nearest to her moved away, but she held firm and the flame stayed over her hand.

With a grin, Owen flipped his water until it was hovering over Nancy, dripping on her and making her flame sputter and cough.

Mica noticed the water also contained something else. There was a spell in the water Owen was sending to Nancy, but Mica couldn’t tell what it was.



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Wednesday Briefs – Chapter 5B

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Chapter 5B. Meeting the leader and confronting the PA.

And there it was. Cravin’s face filled with fear, then he dropped his head to his hands with a sob.

“What’s going to happen to me?” The words were garbled by tears but understandable.

Gray sat back in his chair. “That depends on you. Start talking.”

Cravin hiccupped a few times then pulled himself together. “I assume you know who my sister is and that her son is Ian Woodrow?” Mica and Gray nodded. “My mother’s sister, Sharon, came to me some years ago. She couldn’t control Ian, and he was getting into trouble. At first, I told her to go to one of you. I told her you’d be able to help. But she said he wasn’t that bad. It was just a bit of name-calling, and she was sure he would grow out of it soon. She was worried; however, about complaints from the students or their families. She didn’t want Ian’s record dirtied by what she called silly schoolboy teasing. At first, she would send me names of students so I could intercept any complaints and answer them in your name. I don’t know how she got the names, and I didn’t ask. Then things changed. The complaints were changing from name-calling to physical violence. I tried to call Sharon, but her mate answered and said I had better keep doing what I was doing, or I may be the one needing to complain about physical violence. Then Ian contacted me about three years ago and demanded I stop a boy called Owen Kirby from contacting you. I asked what was going on, but he told me unless I wanted him to let it out that I was covering and forging letters from our leader, I would do as I was told and not ask questions. I pointed out that he would get into trouble as well if I did, but he said he would just talk to his dad and let him deal with me. I was in too deep by then to come to you.” He jumped up and Mica tensed, but he only went to his desk and pulled a folder out of a locked drawer. He returned to his seat and handed the folder to Gray. “I made copies of everything that was sent and what I replied back. Everything is dated, and I also recorded the calls after the third one from Sharon. I have her mate and Ian threatening me and then telling me details of what I need to look out for to cover for Ian.”

Mica couldn’t believe their luck. They had everything they needed to bring down the bullies and kick them out of the coven.

But Gray wasn’t finished. “How did this stay quiet this long? I mean, I haven’t even heard any rumours that there was a problem at the school.”

Cravin looked pained. “Apparently, Ian learnt how to use magic to coerce. He can make sure that the person he is bullying doesn’t talk about what is happening. If they do, they will be in pain. That’s why they tried to write or email you. The only one it didn’t work on was Owen. However, the boy didn’t try to call you, and apparently, he didn’t talk to anyone else. When he ran away, Ian got me to send the search parties off in the directions he told me. I think he knew either where Owen was or at least where he was headed, although I don’t know how he could know anything like that.”

Mica knew, and it set his blood boiling again.

Gray was still talking. “We are going visit to the school today. I checked the registers and Ian and his sidekick are scheduled to be there. You are to call the headmaster and let him know about our visit, and that we are going to expect to talk to all the students, mentors, and teachers of the school. You are not to contact anyone else or to tell anyone about the reason for our visit. Then you can clear your desk. You have twenty-four hours to pack up and be out of this coven. The council will be informed about your actions, and they will have to decide if you deserve any more punishment, and they will find you a new coven.”

Cravin nodded and went back to his desk to make the calls.

Mica turned to Gray. “So, what’s the plan?”

Gray gave a fierce grin. “We are going to rain a storm down on that school and find out what gets washed out.”



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Wednesday Briefs – Chapter 5A

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Chapter 5A. Meeting the leader and confronting the PA.

Owen looked around at the house as they entered. It was huge. The front door opened into a spacious foyer with a lovely pine table in the centre. There was a staircase off to the left covered in red carpet that curved around as it ascended. The floor was light brown wood and the walls were a soft rose. A settee along one wall was strewn with colourful throw cushions. Owen felt at home. The size was offset by the soft and bright colours.

“Good, you’re here.”

Owen let out a manly yelp. Then he dropped into a bow as he saw leader Grayson sitting on an armchair he had yet to notice.

Mica let out a growl. “What are you doing here? I told you we’d come by your place for breakfast. We’ve been driving for hours. We need a shower and a nap before we get into any explanations.”

Gray waved a hand. “I wanted to meet your mate, and since I knew you were nearly home, I thought I’d just meet you here. I did bring breakfast; it’s being kept warm by Mina in the kitchen.”

Mica rolled his eyes. “Let me guess, it’s muffin baking day. I hope you left some for other people.”

Gray adopted the fakest innocent face Owen had ever seen, and he couldn’t help smiling. Gray winked then turned away from Mica sticking his nose in the air. “I am sure I don’t know what you mean. I do not eat muffins for breakfast; it isn’t good for me.”

Owen stifled a chuckle as they followed their leader into the kitchen where the smells were good enough to have the dead rising to eat.

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Mica and Gray walked into their office, and Cravin looked up with a bright smile. “Morning, sirs. You’re both early today. Mr. Grayson, your first appointment isn’t for another three hours. Mr. Jacobson, I wasn’t expecting you back yet, and so your calendar is clear for today.”

Gray smiled. “That’s okay, we wanted to talk to you before anything else today anyway.”

“Of course, sir.” Cravin didn’t look worried, just interested and attentive. Mica was looking forward to changing that.

Gray and Mica led Cravin to the office seating area and they all found places. “Now,” Gray started, “we need to talk about the mail this office is receiving. It has come to our attention that letters are going missing. More specifically, complaints are not getting to us. I would like you to explain.”

Cravin wasn’t looking so happy now. In fact, he looked like he wanted to run away and hide. “I’m afraid I would need to do an investigation to find out what is happening.”

Mica shook his head. “Maybe it would help if I told you I met my mate yesterday—”

Cravin clapped his hands. “That’s great.” Then he frowned. “But, what would that have to do with missing mail?”

Mica had to hand it to him, he did innocent well. But not well enough. The tell was in Cravin’s eyes. There Mica could see fear lurking.

“My mate is Owen Kerby. Maybe you recognise the name?”



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Merry Christmas and Quick Update

Merry Christmas Everyone.

I hope you are planning/having a good and safe day. I know a lot of people’s plans have been messed up due to the current issues, but I hope we can all still make the best of a bad situation.

Although I haven’t done much writing this year, I haven’t been idle.

Not only have I started a new job, but I have been getting myself organised as well. I have started using a bullet journal to keep up to date with my to do list and to keep a record of my daily goals/targets.

I have managed to list all the stories I have that I have started and some nearly finished but abandoned for some reason or another.

  • I have four books to the Unison Island Series. Three in need of proofreading and cleaning up, and the other in need of serious rewriting.
  • The first book in a medieval/fantasy series that has over twenty thousand words written, and two more books planned out ready.
  • A standalone story about an accountant and an alien.
  • Four short stories originally published by Wayward Ink Publishing that have rewrites fully planned but need to be done.

My aim is to finish at least four stories next year; however, I am unsure yet whether I will seek a publisher or self-publish them.

Why not let me know in the comments what your aims are for the new year?

 

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Wednesday Briefs – Chapter 4B

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Chapter 4B. I’m leaving the coven!!

Mica chuckled again. “You are partially right and very smart. I have talked to Gray. He isn’t going to refuse to allow me to leave. He can’t; mates come first in all paranormal law. He did, however, ask me to talk to you. He wants to meet you. You know he and I have been friends since school, as I told you earlier. He is my best friend and wants to meet my mate. He is asking that you come with me and meet him. I will get him to meet us at my place, and you won’t see anyone else. I will warn you that he is very upset at what you told me about your treatment at the coven, and he will definitely want to ask you for more information.”

Mica spoke fast because he didn’t want Owen to interrupt and refuse outright before he got out everything he wanted to say to persuade him to agree.

Owen was silent for so long Mica was ready to rescind his request and go back to their original arrangement of Mica going alone and coming back to Owen in three days. “Okay.”

The one word was almost too quiet so Mica nearly missed it. As soon as he was sure of what he had heard, Mica jumped to attention.

“What? You’ll come?”

“Yes, I’ll come. But I want it understood I don’t want to see anyone—except Leader Grayson.”

“Yes, all received and understood.” Owen chuckled as Mica had intended.

“Well, you’d better fill me in on anything I need to know about your best friend, who also happens to be a coven leader. I don’t want to stick my foot in my mouth when I meet him. You didn’t tell me that much earlier except you were friends and met in school.”

Mica sniggered and started his tale.

“Well, as you said, we met in school. I was two years below him and was having trouble with a couple of older boys who thought I was too poor to attend their school, and that I was acting too big for my britches.” Mica heard an indrawn breath at the admission he’d had trouble at school and then a muffled laugh at the old saying. “Yes, even in my day there were jerks who thought they had the right to pick on anyone they chose. I had good control of my lightning already, but we were too near to some school equipment for me to use it, and so they got a few good hits in before a very loud voice told them to stop or else. It turned out the son of the then-current leader of the coven didn’t like bullies, and he was also very powerful even then. Both boys found themselves pinned to the wall by magic and unable to move. The headmaster was called—it was Mr. Yenkins back then—and they were both sent home to their parents. Turned out their parents were just as elitist as the boys, and they were told they were no longer welcome in the coven.

“When I was twenty, Gray’s dad stepped down and Gray became leader. He made me his second, and no one dared to mess with the poor boy ever again. Of course, we always have lots of things to deal with. We deal with all complaints personally. That is why after talking to you, we think we have an idea who intercepted your letters to Gray. I’ll be having words with the person when we get to the coven after we’ve spoken to Gray. If I don’t like the answers then the person may or may not have a coven to call home by the end of it.”

“You do know that is the sweetest thing anyone has said to me ever. No one has ever offered to stand up for me.”

Mica growled. “You deserve to live the life you want, and you deserved to be taught how to use your magic properly. You shouldn’t have had to learn on your own through trial and error. You can bet I will be talking to your ex-teachers and those bullies. I mean they are four years older than you; they were meant to be mentoring the younger generation. They were not there to make any of the students feel less or to make anyone’s life harder. As for the teacher, he should have followed on from the teacher you had who figured out what your magic was powered by. What did you say her name was?”

“Miss Dooli. She said she would fill my next teacher in so my training would be continued as she’d been doing. Then when Mr. Ceeman arrived, he told me he didn’t have time to dedicate to a student who couldn’t be bothered to do magic the right way. As I told you earlier, it was his way or no way. You know what I chose.”

Mica made a noise of agreement as he tried to shove his clothes into his bag. The stupid things had fit when he left home.

“When can you be ready to leave? I was going to set out at sunrise and get to the coven in time for lunch. But if we want to talk to Gray and still have time for me to confront the jerks, then maybe we should leave tonight and I’ll drive through. We can be there in time for breakfast and can talk to Gray before he leaves for the office.”

“I can be ready when you are. Pick me up at the shop. I live over the top in Mr. Mosely’s spare room.”

Mica agreed and they hung up so he could make sure he had everything.

 



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Wednesday Briefs – Chapter 4A

wedbriefs badge large Hi Everyone Welcome to another Wednesday Briefs. As always, all comments are welcomed and please check out the other authors at the end of this post.

Remeber, I am also already working on a sequel so feel free to comment as much as you like with what you think should happen.

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Chapter 4A. I’m leaving the coven!!

Mica threw things into his suitcase and listened to the ringtone on his phone. He’d hit the speaker and flung it on the bed so he could get packed as quickly as possible.

“Mica, what’s happening. Did you find out what was going on with Owen?”

“Oh, I found out what was going on all right,” Mica growled. Owen had gone over every part of his time at the coven school. By the end, Mica had had to pay for an entirely new table. The scorch marks and chips were too bad to be covered up. He retold everything to Gray and was pleased to hear the string of swear words coming through the tinny speaker.

“How did we never get the letters?” Gray asked the question that had been circling Mica’s head. “More to the point, why did we not hear any rumours about this? If this has been going on for as long as he says, we should have heard something.”

Unfortunately, Mica thought Gray wouldn’t like the option he’d come up with. “I don’t know why we haven’t heard any rumours, but I think I have an idea for the letters. They must have been intercepted before reaching us.” He ignored the grunted ‘obviously’ from Gray. He wanted to lay it all out as he’d done in his head and see if Gray came to the same conclusion. “That didn’t narrow it down much for me at first. I suggested to Owen that his parents’ servants may not have sent the letters. He agreed, but said he’d posted the last few himself. He even hand-delivered the last to the office personally. He left them with the security in the reception. The first ones could have been lost in the post, but it seems very unlikely that many letters could go missing. The post people are all shift workers and so the same person doesn’t deliver to our office often enough to have interfered. That leaves Cravin. The post is delivered to him, and he passes it on to us.”

“But why would he mess with the post? As far as I know Cravin doesn’t have anything to do with the school. Also, how would he know who the letters were from? I assume he typed them. People these days rarely handwrite anything anymore. So, there would be no handwriting to identify.”

“I did ask Owen if there were any identifying things about his letters that would have told someone who the sender was.”

Gray heaved out a sigh. “Let me guess, he put a return address on them.”

“Got it in one.”

“But that doesn’t answer the why, or why didn’t Owen email us?”

Mica paused in his packing to scrub his hands over his face. “I did a check on him before I called you. I wanted to be sure before I accused him. Cravin’s mother, Marie, is the sister of Ian Woodrow’s mother—he is the main bully, if you remember. It seems Cravin has been covering for his cousin and trying to keep him out of trouble. Also, he does have access to our email accounts as well, remember? We gave him access when we got sick of wading through all the spam. I don’t know why he is helping Ian or how else he may be doing it. But I will be asking as soon as I get home.”

“Is there no way we can get Owen to return here? We could get all this sorted out.”

Mica growled. “Would you want to return to a place where you spent most of your time being ridiculed and beaten? I am only returning home to confront Cravin and anyone who has hurt my mate, and then I am putting in for a transfer to Teonards.”

“You’re leaving the coven?” Gray sounded distraught. Mica didn’t understand why it was such a surprise; everyone knew that mates trump everything. “Please, can you at least bring him to meet me? I would like the opportunity to apologise for how he has been treated and to meet the man who has captured my best friend.”

Mica snorted. “You also will try and talk him into staying with me at the coven.”

Gray grunted but Mica could picture the shrug he couldn’t see. “Maybe. You can’t blame me. You became my second twenty years ago when Dad stood down. I know you’ve been looking for your mate for decades, but the coven would really suffer without you.”

Mica took a deep breath in and then blew it out. He didn’t want to leave the coven he’d grown up in, but he also didn’t want his mate to have to live somewhere with bad memories and the possibility of him bumping into someone who would demean him.

“All I will promise is to talk to him. Maybe I can get him to come with me to see my maybe soon-to-be-former living space. If he says no, I will not pressure him.”

“No, no I wouldn’t want you to. Send me what you’ve found on Cravin, and I’ll see if I can find more.”

“Fine. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Mica hung up after Gray said his goodbyes and congratulations one more time. He was not looking forward to trying to talk to his mate about returning to the place he most hated.

This could go very badly.

He heaved a sigh and picked up his phone again.

“What’s wrong?” Mica had to chuckle at Owen’s greeting.

“Why does something have to be wrong for me to call you? You are my mate, remember?”

“You said you were going to call tomorrow when you got back to the coven. If you’re ringing now then you’ve most likely spoken to Leader Grayson, and he has asked you to talk to me. So, what is wrong? Is he refusing to let you leave the coven? Mr. Mosely’s lawyer can deal with that if you need her to.”

 



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Wednesday Briefs – Chapter 3B

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Chapter 3B – I won’t go back to that Hellhole!!!!!

Chapter 3B

He looked back up at his mate with a frown, “Yes, I am. My power comes from electricity. You should know that if you paid attention in your class about coven leadership.”

Owen scowled. “The only thing we learnt in that class was leader Grayson and second Jacobson are powerful and busy men. Apparently, they don’t have the time to waste with half-taught children. However, if we did well and graduated in our magic classes, leader Grayson would be there to hand out our qualifications. We were told how leader Grayson himself wrote the school curriculum and any student failing wouldn’t be worth his time to meet.” Mica was getting angrier by the moment, but Owen wasn’t finished. “If you are an elemental mage, why is it not taught in the coven school?” Owen held out one of his hands and a glowing ball of water coalesced in it, spinning merrily. “I would have been able to keep up no trouble and would have passed all my magic classes if I had been able to use my elemental power. But Mr. Ceeman, who took over from Miss Dooli, said that wasn’t the way it was done and I had to do it the right way or I would be failed. I’ll give you a hint; I failed. Miss Dooli was the only teacher to ever tell me what my magic was, and why I couldn’t do what the other teachers wanted me to do with it. Then one day she was reassigned, and I was told it was none of my business where and why when I asked. Now I would be taught the correct way to use magic. Water had no place in magic unless it was to do washing or cleaning. I would just have to learn to do magic properly, like the other kids.”

By the end of his tirade, Owen was up in Mica’s face, yelling. Mica was grateful the cafe was empty, and their only audience was the barista. When Owen spun to leave again, Mica grabbed Owen’s arm. A few seconds later he let go with a yelp. Shaking his hand, he stared at the steam rising from Owen’s arm.

Owen sneered. “The human body is mostly water; it doesn’t take much to heat up specific parts. Never grab me like that again.”

Mica had a terrible thought that if he allowed Owen to leave, he wouldn’t get to see him again. He threw out the first thing he thought of. “But, you’re my mate. You must have felt it.”

Owen glared at him. “Of course I felt it. Why fate would give me a mate I couldn’t be with, I don’t know. But, we will both just have to deal with it.”

“Why can’t we be together? You know we are both elemental mages. Our magic will be compatible, and if you want me to, I can help you with your magic training.”

“Why would I want your help? And how could we be together? You are the second to the leader of a coven I’ve vowed to never set foot in ever again. I can’t, not even for my mate. I’m sorry.”

“I’ll leave the coven. I’ll transfer here.”

Mica didn’t know who was more surprised by his offer. He meant every word, but it would be hard to leave the coven he’d grown up in to start all over again in a new place. He would do it for his mate, though. He would do anything to keep Owen. Mates were sacred; no one could interfere in a matebond without serious consequences.

Owen dropped back into his seat with a thump. “You’d move here? Just to be with me? You don’t even know me.”

“Then tell me about you.”

 



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Wednesday Briefs – Chapter 3A

wedbriefs badge large Hi Everyone Welcome to another Wednesday Briefs. As always, all comments are welcomed and please check out the other authors at the end of this post.

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Chapter 3A – I won’t go back to that Hellhole!!!!!

Mica looked up as the cafe door jingled, then sighed when it still wasn’t the person he was waiting for.

He swished the remains of his second cup of coffee and considered if he should order another or give up.

“I’m still not going back.”

Mica’s head snapped up, and he couldn’t help but grin when he saw Owen standing there.

“You came,” he crowed and then tried to hide a cringe at the totally obvious statement.

Owen smiled and waved to the barista. After getting a nod in return, Owen slid into the chair opposite Mica.

Once he was seated, he met Mica’s gaze with his smile still fixed firmly in place. However, now he was closer, Mica could see the smile didn’t reach Owen’s beautiful green eyes. Those eyes were, instead, filled with a mixture of apprehension and fear. Mica was confounded. What did some spoiled rich kid have to fear? He needed to get to the bottom of the mystery and fast. He didn’t want to be the one to tell everyone that the boy—man–they had all been searching for was found but was refusing to come home.

“So, what do you want to know?” Owen’s tone was full of false bravado.

Mica decided direct might be the best way to go. “Why did you leave the coven without telling anyone? Your parents and friends are worried about you.”

Mica was surprised by the bitter laugh Owen let out.

“Friends? I had no friends in that coven. As for my parents, I bet they weren’t the ones to notice I was missing. They never get their heads out of their businesses or social calendars long enough to remember they have a child. I’m a worthless waste of their time and an unwanted drain on their money, seeing as I wasn’t even making a good mage of myself. I bet if they were—by some miracle—the ones to raise the alarm, it was because I wasn’t there for some function they wanted me to attend with them so we could pretend to be the perfect happy family.”

Mica didn’t want to admit Owen was right about his parents only noticing he wasn’t around for graduation. So he concentrated on the first part of Owen’s statement. “Of course you have friends. Ian Woodrow and Trevor Finaham were very worried that you hadn’t contacted them for ages and hadn’t been on social media even.”

Owen’s face and body language radiated rage. “Ian and Trevor are no friends of mine. The only interaction I had with those bastards was when they decided I had done something wrong and needed to be put in my place. I’ll tell you why I left that hellhole without telling anyone; I left because I was sick of not being good enough. I left because I spent most of my time trying to conform to what you lot thought was ‘normal’, and when I fell short, I spent time healing myself from the beatings. Only one teacher found a way for me to use my magic, then she was reassigned, and I had to do it the new teacher’s way or no way. So, no way it was. If you have checked my records, then you know I was only going to graduate academically. Magically, I wasn’t allowed to take the exams as it would be, and I quote, ‘a waste of school resources and teachers time’ unquote.

“All I wanted was to practice my magic and learn, but since my parents had been told by my teacher how bad I was, I was banned from using magic at home. I couldn’t at school because the practice rooms were reserved for those who had a chance of taking and passing the magic exams. I even wrote to leader Grayson to ask for help. All I got was a standard reply back, saying my request had been received and was being taken under advisement. I wrote every week for three months, but only got the same reply… That was three years ago.

“Oh, and lastly,” Owen said as he rose. “Someone did know I had left the coven. Why do you think I was so beat up when Mr. Mosely found me? Trevor and Ian caught me sneaking out. They beat me so badly I was bleeding internally. Luckily, I had gotten real good at healing magic. I healed the worst but didn’t have the energy or anywhere to rest up to heal the rest.”

Owen turned, obviously meaning to leave, but stopped suddenly and stared at Mica.

Mica was furious. No letters requesting help had come across Gray’s desk. Gray would have mentioned it to him. Besides, he went through the post mostly, because Cravin dumped it on the first desk he came to each morning and that was Mica’s. Mica clenched his fist. He could feel his magic wanting to escape. It wanted him to hunt down anyone who had hurt his mate and teach them what happened to people who treated others like crap.

“You’re an elemental mage!”

Owen’s harsh statement brought Mica out of his murderous thoughts. He looked where Owen was staring and winced at his hand.

Lightening was flickering between his clenched fingers, and the tabletop was getting chipped and scratched. He was going to have to pay for that before he left.



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Wedensday Breifs – Mates Come First, Chapter 2B

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Here is a new story for you. I am also already working on a sequel so feel free to comment as much as you like with what you think should happen.

Also, see the end of this bonus chapter to see how to request a scene about your favourite characters.


Chapter Two/B

Mr. Mosely huffed and the glow dissipated. “Do you know what he looked like when I found him? He had a glamour on, but it was no trouble for me to see through it.” An image shimmered in the air over the counter, and suddenly Mica was looking at a revolving image of Owen’s head. He gasped at the black bruises around both Owen’s eyes. His cheek was sunken in—it could have been broken. The image panned down, and Mica saw Owen’s arm was at a wrong angle and one of his fingers was so swollen Mica doubted Owen would have been able to use it.

“Mr. Mosely, stop, please.” Owen’s voice was soft. “Mica is the second of my former leader.” Mica did not like the addition of ‘former’. “You know he can’t take me back unwillingly; you helped me with the sanctuary application. You even got it fast-tracked. Now just let the man go. He can tell the coven that I am well, but that he was unable to get me to return. He won’t come back here, will you?” The last was directed right at Mica.

Mica thought carefully before he answered. “I will agree if I can speak to you in private to make sure you are not being forced to stay here.”

Mr. Mosely obviously didn’t like this idea, but Owen nodded. “There is a small cafe two blocks down the street to the left when you walk out of here. I will meet you there in half an hour.”

Mica stared hard at Owen, could he trust him? He didn’t really have a choice, so he nodded.

“If you hurt him, I’ll make your life a living hell.” The threat should have been funny coming from such a frail old man; however, Mica had seen some of the restricted spells in the cabinet, and he didn’t want to be on the receiving end of any of them.

“You have my word, sir, no harm will come to him.” He didn’t add that Owen was his mate. If Owen hadn’t mentioned it there had to be a good reason, and he wanted to talk to Owen first.

He waited for Mr. Mosely to nod his acceptance, then headed out of the shop. The argument started before he’d even shut the door.

“You can’t seriously be thinking of talking to him. He is no better than the brutes who beat you.”

“Mr. Mosely, I have never heard anything but good things about Leader Grayson and his second. I have to give him—”

Mica didn’t listen to any more. It was enough to know Owen had heard good things about him and Gray.

Pulling out his phone, he hit the first speed dial. He may not have wanted to go against Owen with telling Mr. Mosely, but when it came to his best friend and leader all bets were off.

“Mica, what’s up?” Gray’s voice was distracted; he was probably working on the paperwork that seemed to pile up more and more each day.

“I found him.” Mica didn’t say who; there was only one person they’d all been searching for.

“Where? Is he all right? When are you bringing him home?” Trust Gray to worry first about Owen’s health and not the why.

“I am in Teonards. I had to pick up some supplies and thought I’d ask around on the off chance. He is all right as far as I can see. There’s a bit of a problem with bringing him home. He has sanctuary status here. I can’t legally remove him against his will.” He rushed on before Gray could answer. “Another snag is he is my mate.”

“What!” Gray’s yell had Mica pulling the phone away from his ear. “If the boy is your mate, then surely he should want to return with you.”

Mica thought back to the image Mr. Mosely had shared. How had Owen gotten hurt? Who had beaten him? Why was he granted a fast-tracked sanctuary status? These were all questions Mica needed to have answered before the question of their matehood was even brought up. To Gray he said, “Can we please refrain from calling him a boy? It makes me feel like a dirty old man. As for him returning, there are few questions that need to be answered first.” He proceeded to fill Gray in on what he knew as he walked to the cafe. When he arrived, he ended his call and ordered a large coffee. He was going to need to be patient and calm. He could do that…he hoped.



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Wednesday Briefs – Mates come First, Chapter 2A

wedbriefs badge large Hi Everyone Welcome to another Wednesday Briefs. As always, all comments are welcomed and please check out the other authors at the end of this post.

Here is a new story for you. I am also already working on a sequel so feel free to comment as much as you like with what you think should happen.

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Chapter Two/A

Present Day

Mica sighed as he exited the shop; this was another dead end. How a teenager managed to disappear so completely just went to prove Owen Kerby was more powerful than any of them knew or was just very smart. According to his parents, they noticed he was missing when they were getting ready to attend his graduation ceremony and they couldn’t find him. When Mica had questioned the staff, it seemed they hadn’t seen him since the day he turned eighteen. That had been a week after the school exams had finished. The graduation ceremony had been delayed due to

an illness in the family of Coven leader, Oliver Grayson, and so the lad had been missing for two months, and no one had noticed or if they had, they hadn’t told anyone. He could be anywhere by now.

Rolling his shoulders, he pushed open the door to the next shop. The sign proclaimed magical spells of all kind could be requested and placed into an object for later use. The shops were very rare but where there was one, it was popular with the less powerful members of the magical community because it meant they could have common spells, such as healing and cleaning ones on hand when they were needed.

There was a man at the counter talking to the assistant, so Mica took a look around at the shelves. There were shelves of colourful stones with healing spells of varying strength, some cabinets with restricted spell stones–such as transport spells, and a display that included such things as automatic writing pens, and paper that would correct your spelling as you wrote. What made Mica laugh was a shelf of trick spells; trip-ups, slips, skin rashes, and more. He could see letting one of those loose in the office and seeing the office manager Cravin blowing his head trying to find the source.

The man being served exited the store, and Mica headed for the counter.

He waited as the assistant put something away on the back shelf and had a smile ready when the person turned. Mica froze. Not only was this man the one they’d all been searching for, but the brat was his mate. Did fate hate him or something?

Owen smiled. “Can I help you, sir? What spell are you looking for?”

Mica gritted his teeth. “I am not looking for a spell. I was looking for a spoiled brat who ran away from home and worried a lot of people. Looks like I found him. I have orders from Leader Grayson to take you back to the coven to answer for the trouble you’ve caused.”

Owen’s smile had gone, and in its place was an expression of pure fear that Mica didn’t come close to understanding. Leader Grayson wasn’t an unfair or abusive leader. The most the boy would get was a lecture, and maybe he would be made to work off the money and time the coven had spent trying to find him.

Owen’s next statement made no sense to Mica. “I am never going to back to that place. I applied for and received sanctuary status here in Teonards. You can’t remove me without bringing the council down on you.”

Mica frowned. “Why would you be granted sanctuary status? That is reserved for victims of abuse or who have been unfairly forced out of their homes.”

“Yes.”

Mica waited, but Owen didn’t expand on his answer.

Suddenly an elderly man came out the back and halted when he saw Mica.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt. Owen, do you need—”

The man stopped once he was in front of Owen. “What has happened? Owen, look at me.” Owen closed his eyes, and Mica was shocked to see a lone tear roll down his cheek. The man spun to face Mica. “I don’t know who you are, sir, but you will leave this shop and never return.”

Mica was at a loss, so he said the first thing that came into his head. “I have orders to return Owen to his coven to face punishment for running away and wasting coven resources trying to find him.”

That was the wrong thing to say. “Owen is never returning to that place.” A glowing ball appeared above the old man’s hands as he spoke. “You can take those orders you have and shove them up your ass. Then you can return to your precious coven and tell them they do not deserve a powerful mage like Owen.”

Owen laid a hand on Mr Mosely’s arm. “Mr Mosely, you need to calm down. He can’t hurt me; he would get into too much trouble with the council if he did with you here as a witness.”

Hurt him? Mica had never hurt a coven member. What was going on? he wondered.



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