Witching Souls - Part 1 of 3:
Lexi is feared and misunderstood by those close to her. A coven is meant to be family, so why is the leader scared of her extraordinary abilities rather than celebrating them?
In a modern world twisted with the supernat...
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The date was set. The Grimsbanes would have their rites on Sunday. Tomorrow.
For now, I was happily humming behind the coffee bar at Kitties Koffee, cleaning up from the mad rush. I had been optimistic since Thursday night. A little bit of freedom means a lot.
Kitties Koffee was a coffee shop in the main town; it was relatively well known. I persuaded my boss to hire Seri a couple of weeks ago, and it was agreed that I would be the one to train her as a barista.
The bell tinged from the top of the front door, and glancing at the clock told me it was 3 p.m. I turned with a smile on my face to greet the customer.
"Hey! I'll have a mocha-frocha-bullshit, please." Lathen stood leaning on the counter with a grin.
I chuckled briefly until he added, "With extra bullshit."
I snorted out a laugh at his cheeky joke, and I turned away from him.
"The usual?" I asked through the giggles, and he nodded.
"Where is Seri?" he asked, looking behind the counter.
"Delivery. It came later than normal. Where is the rest?"
"Devan is picking up Leo. He seems to fit in well," he answered, looking at his phone, "Leo has just been added to the group chat too."
I hummed in response while still making a black coffee for Lathen. I thought back to my few encounters with Leo so far.
I couldn't help but blush. He was sweet, fun to joke around with, and knew how to handle a crying 'damsel'. I smiled. The tingle of the bell broke my daydream.
I turned back to Lathen and placed his order on the counter.
"So? What do you think?" he looked at me expectantly.
I hesitated, "About what?" I asked, confused.
A look of disappointment appeared on his face briefly. Behind him, Devan and Quinn also looked confused.
"Never mind," he murmured, taking the black coffee and turning to the others.
"Yo," Devan greeted.
"Hey, cappuccino?"
Devan nodded and clapped Lathen on the back, guiding him to an empty booth. I looked at Quinn just as Seri came back from the delivery.
"Hot chocolate, please," Quinn said.
Before I turned around, Seri was already on it. Quinn leaned over the counter a little and spoke softly, "So? What did you say?" she asked.
I was puzzled, "What did I say to what?"
Now I knew something was up. A flash of surprise crossed her face, and she shook her head. Seri placed her order on the counter.
