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“I don’t think I will,Jake.You see, I don’t take kindly to women beaters. I doubt the detective that Kristy was married to would be very pleased to know his ex-wife is being mistreated either.”

He let out a deep laugh. “You think he’s going to give a shit when this bitch cheated on him with me? What are you going to do? Call him up and have your man come to the rescue of another woman?”

I smiled wickedly and I heard Shayla mutter “oh shit” from behind me. “Oh, no, sir. I don’t need a man to fight my battles.” I darted my good hand out and gripped the man’s cock to find out he did, indeed, have a tiny dick. I gave Kristy awhat the fucklook. “You cheated on Logan’s massive cock for this shrimp dick loser?”

Kristy hiccupped and shrugged her dainty shoulders. “I was being stupid.”

I scoffed, then turned back to the man who had frozen in place while glaring daggers between me and Kristy. “I’m going to give you one chance to let the woman go,” I warned in a low, serious tone that couldn’t be mistaken for anything but deadly.

Instead of making the smart move, he squeezed his fist around her arm, making Kristy cry out in pain. Without hesitating, I allowed the pool of power that had been building in my arm rush out and into his micropenis. In the next heartbeat, he was on the ground, writhing in pain as he cupped his junk.

I bent down, making sure I did so with bent knees pointed to the side like the proper lady my mother taught me to be, and so he couldn’t catch a glimpse of what only Logan had the privilege of seeing. The stench of urine reached my nostrils as I pressed my thumb against his forehead and infused my voice with magic.

“You’re going to forget Kristy exists. From this day forward, you don’t know who she is. Every first of the month, you will send her child support, then promptly forget about her again. You won’t ask to see your child. You will do this for the next eighteen years, even if you don’t know why.” I shoved my thumb harder into his forehead, just because he’d made me mad. “Somote it be.” I released the hold on my magic, then stood up to face Kristy.

“This man won’t ever bother you again.” Kristy was sobbing, her shoulders heaving with her cries, and threw her arms around me.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

I put my arm around her shoulders and turned her in the direction of Oohs, Ahhhs, and Orbs. “Come on. Let’s get you inside with a nice hot cup of tea.” Shayla quickly joined me on the other side of the woman, wrapping an arm around her waist. Together, the three of us crossed the street.

As we entered the shop, Shayla let go and took off to the back, and as I led Kristy inside, I took her straight to the back and slowly up the stairs as she sniffled. By the time we reached the kitchen, I could see that Shayla already had the electric teapot going with a glass teacup and one of my personal mixtures waiting to be steeped.

I nodded my thanks as we passed and led Kristy to my small living room, where I sat her on the couch. Shayla walked over, grabbed a throw blanket from a chair, and tucked it around Kristy’s legs.

“Here, sweety,” she crooned. “You look like you could use some warming up.”

Kristy blinked up at the two of us who were hovering over her. “Thank you,” she whispered.

I nodded toward Shayla. “This is my best friend, Shayla. Would you like for me to call someone? Marlene?”

Kristy shook her head, then nodded. I pulled out my phone. “Can I get her number?”

Kristy rattled off Marlene’s number in a shaky voice, and once I hit dial, I walked from the room, heading into the bedroom where I kept some potions. I selected a bright purple vial before plucking up a green one when Marlene answered. Iquickly explained the situation before hanging up, not wanting to speak to the woman more than necessary. I may not like seeing women in distress, but that didn’t mean I had to be BFFs with the one who’d been harassing me for zero fucking reasons.

I walked back into the living room to see Shayla handing over the steaming cup of tea and gritted my teeth at the obvious bruises dotting Kristy’s arms. I was certain it wasn’t the first time he’d been rough with her.

I handed her the vials. “The purple one is to calm your nerves. Think of it as valium in a bottle, only it won’t knock you on your ass. The green one is for healing to get rid of the bruises and make the pain go away. Don’t worry,” I assured her as she looked down at the small glass bottles. “They are safe for the baby. I swear it.”

Kristy looked up at me with teary eyes before nodding. One by one, she pulled the corks out of the bottles and chugged them back, making a surprised hum at the flavor. I held out my hand for the corks and vials with a smile. Everyone was so surprised that my potions weren’t nasty. Even other witches who came to me for different reasons were also pleasantly shocked by the flavors.

I sat down on the coffee table in front of her. “Do you want to talk about it?” I asked gently.

All three of us turned to the stairs when heavy footsteps sounded, and I blinked in surprise when Logan appeared in the doorway.

Chapter

Twenty-Nine

LOGAN

When I walked inside the shop, I was surprised to find Bridgette nowhere to be seen. I’ve never known her to leave the store unattended before. She had always been close by, even if she was in the back. So when I heard voices coming from upstairs, I grew concerned.

I took the stairs two at a time, then came to a stop when I made it to the doorway. To say I was shocked and a little bit angry to see my ex-wife sitting in my mate’s living room would be an understatement.

“What’s going on here?” I demanded in a harsh tone. I told those women to leave Bridgette alone. If they think I don’t know they haven’t stopped harassing her, then they don’t give me enough credit. I’ve known all along, I just wanted to let my little witch deal with it how she saw fit. But coming into her home was going much too far.

Bridgette jumped to her feet and rushed over to me, and I immediately wrapped my arm around her waist and tugged her into me. She blinked up at me with those soft, mossy green eyes. “What are you doing here?” she asked quietly.

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