Page 8 of November Reign
“Do you agree, though?”
“Yeah. You’re right.” He gave a sigh and looked off into the distance. “We’ve gone about this all wrong. Maybe if we start from the beginning, he’ll be more receptive to actually using his magic.”
“We should try to make it fun as well,” I suggested, warming into this new plan. “All he does is fight, and I wonder if that makes him more resistant to it.”
Thyme smiled. “You’ve got a good point there.” He clapped his hands together. “Okay, we can do this.”
We. That sounded so good. So natural.
“Yep, back to basics for Damon.” I bit back a yawn. “Thanks, Thyme. I think the talking and the milk helped. I’m gonna head to bed.”
Thyme flushed with delight. “I’m so happy I could help you.”
As I lay in my bed, I imagined Thyme lying next to me. I think it was that and the milk, which finally gave me a solid night of sleep.
When I got to the training room in the morning, Thyme was there with Gregoris and Parker. I caught him explaining the new plan for Damon.
“Oak’s right, we’ve done this all wrong!” He was so passionate. His cheeks pinked as he caught my gaze.”I was just telling them...”
“Back to basics. Might help Cody some to refresh the beginning.”
“Oh! That’s a great idea. Damon won’t—“ Thyme’s sentence was cut off.
“Won’t what?” the man in question drawled.
I shared a look with Thyme. Deciding to be the bad guy on this, I took the lead.
“Look, we can tell you all day to try harder, but it’s our training that’s been lacking.”
“You’ve tried your best,” Damon said loyally, shooting a look at his flushed brother. “Maybe I’m just no good—“
“Damon, you’ve got more talent in your big toe than half the witches in the coven,” I said plainly. “The problem is our methods. We started you in the middle, not at the starting line. We were talking—“
“You two actually talk? I thought all you could do was snipe.” Damon gave a wicked grin.
“Maybe I’ve been going about that all wrong, too. Thyme,” I turned to face him, watching as his face got redder. “I owe you an apology. We, as the most senior members of the coven, should be working together. I’ve behaved badly.”
“I, uh, thanks. I’ve not been much better, honestly.”
“You tried harder than I did. Thanks for the milk, by the way, I slept like a baby.”
The flush on Thyme’s face traveled down his body. He was so damn cute! I couldn’t taint him.
“Well, this is sweet and all, but I’m guessing we have work to do.” Damon steered us back to the task at hand.
“We do. You and Cody are starting from scratch. Today, we’re doing magic 101, which includes finding your center. Then we’ll play with the elements.”
Truthfully, I was expecting some pushback, so when Damon’s eyes lit up, I should have realized we were in for trouble.
“Fire?”
“Controlled fire,” Thyme warned, sounding the most stern I’d ever heard from him. It was kind of hot.
“Buzzkill,” Damon pouted. “This should be fun.”
Magic 101
Thyme
