The Five Cursed Witches: Volume 3 - Morana, the Witch of Life

Chapter 62 Maya

Morana

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When it was time for drinks with Rick and Maya, I had faked not being upset long enough that I really wasn't. Or maybe it was because I got nervous that all else disappear from my mind.

The brief conversation with Rick had been fine, but would he notice something was off about me when we spent a longer time together? Would he end up not wanting me there because of it? And what about Maya? If she and Alejo had been more than friends at some point, what would she think of me? Would she maybe try something with Alejo during the evening?

I had to remind myself that it wasn't my business if she did. Just that it definitely felt like it was and it felt like if Alejo responded to any advances from her, or from anyone, it would break me even more.

"Are you sure?" Alejo asked me once again as we stood outside a pub in the middle of town. The question only made me more nervous and feel even more like I just wanted to turn around and go home. But I wouldn't. I didn't hide. I had always faced everything head on and I had been through much, much worse things than this.

"Yes," I answered and pushed the door open.

It was a fancy pub, that was for sure. The ceiling was high up, and there hung fancy, modern chandeliers as lamps from it. The walls were dark and clean of things and every table and chair looked to be placed in straight exact lines. The only place that was busy with things was the bar behind which rows and rows of different liquor bottles stood in front of a mirror-wall. The rest was very minimalistic.

"Over here!" shouted Rick the moment we stepped inside. He sat facing the door and opposite him sat a woman with long, thick black hair. Maya.

I knew I thought of her as the enemy, but I also knew that wasn't a very nice thing to do. I didn't know her at all, my judgement was solely based on my own assumptions. Maybe she was nice and we would become great friends. I forced that idea to the front of my mind as we walked over.

When we got closer, she turned a bit to look at us. She really was beautiful and gave us a dazzling smile. Alejo had said she was a panther-shifter and there seemed to be a bit of the air of a cat around her. Like a proud, regal cat who would only care about things that benefitted her.

No, I thought to myself. That's just my imagination. Am I really the type of woman to be threatened by other women's beauty?

I knew I was being judgmental and not giving her a chance, like people never gave me a chance. It was the last thing I wanted. So I pushed all those thoughts away again and returned her smile.

"Oh my goddess, you're so pretty. Rick, you didn't tell me she was pretty," Maya said and threw a pretend offended look at Rick before turning back to me. "It's so nice to meet you. I got so excited when I heard Alejo was bringing a new friend along."

"It's good to meet you too," I answered, and my smile widened. I felt myself relax since she seemed to be very friendly.

"Come and sit next to me! It's always otherwise just me and those two boys. So us girls gotta stick together and steer them away from any boring topics."

I gladly took the seat next to her while Alejo took the seat opposite me. When I caught his eyes, I noticed he had a slight frown. It made my nerves increase again.

"Your hair isn't naturally white, is it? It looks good on you though!" Maya went on to say.

My hair was still white since Halloween. I had considered dying it black again, but the white looked good and it also felt better. Probably because I didn't want to be reminded of the darkness within me.