Page 111 of Love's a Witch
“Aye.” Raven raised her hand. As did Broca, my sisters, Tam, and Deidre.
Felicity looked between Mandy and me, her eyes filling with tears.
“I’m sorry, Mandy, but they may be right. It might be time for a change. She’s a Fireheart, after all. Her magick will help all of us.”
Mandy’s mouth dropped open when Felicity raised her hand.
“Nae.” Mandy stood, her purse clutched in front of her. “You don’t know the first thing about running a coven, Sloane MacGregor. Do you even know what casserole to bring for a crystal cleansing? Or what spell keeps spirits away from a newborn? You’ll make a mockery of this coven, I can promise you that. Disgraceful.”
Mandy turned on her heel and stormed out, slamming the door after her, while I gaped at the table.
What had just happened?
“I didn’t even vote,” I said.
“You can’t,” Broca said cheerfully. “Not when you’re the candidate. Congrats, love. You just became president of the Charms.”
And made myself a powerful enemy in the process, it seemed.
“I’m the new president?” I blinked around the table, and my eyes landed on where Nova smirked at me. Bringing her hands beneath her chin, she fluttered her eyelashes at me.
“Just remember…”
The entire table joined her: “Never harm, always charm!”
