Till The Last Bite (wlw)🔞🌈

Part 18: A Witchy Dilemma

Xian's Pov

The very moment I left Rena's restaurant, I knew I was being followed in the base of my spirit. So I opted to sit in the front with Vivienne. She knew the drill and didn't question me. Just gave me her ever watchful, practiced gaze. Vivienne was well trained in many forms of combat. Most of the women under my employment are. It's not mandatory, but I offer the classes free as a bonus. Most companies offer gym memberships. I decided to offer that with martial arts training. Every woman should know how to defend herself.

"The usual place? Are they human or Other?" Vivienne asked, her tone level, her heart rate steady.

I danced my fingers out the window. I could feel the energy on the night air and taste the static hidden in its current. I frowned. "Stop the car." Vivienne didn't question me. And I was out of the vehicle before she even stopped. The air breezed over me like soft waves of water while I moved at inhuman speed. I ran right in front of the following black luxury vehicle. Stopping their car with a firm palm of my hand. I flinched at the piercing sound of the aluminum grill of the car and harsh crunch of the pavement cracking from the force of my stilettos splitting the surface. The car screeched to a stop, the breaks yelling. Burnt rubber offending my nose hairs and I was glad when the tires finally stopped spinning. I shook what debris off my fingertips I could. The bruising fading instantly. It merely stung.

There wasn't much traffic on this road, which is why I chose it. Plus, the ones following me were Witches. Two of them. They were both powerful. Their magic felt like a focused magnetic force that repelled my dead energy away. I didn't recognize them from the local Covens either. Which meant they were probably from the Matriarchal Coven of Mothers, otherwise known as M.COM. They ran the other Covens in the USA and had their own witchy Agents called Maidens they sent to regulate Coven business in each territory, etc.

They both exited the cars smoothly. And I admit I had to admire their aesthetic. One had all white hair that was done in in intricate braids. Her skin was olive toned and her near white gray eyes reminded me of an artic wolf or fox. She wore minimal makeup besides around her eyes. They were very goth and I liked it. She wore a chain mail like mini dress, spider webbed stockings and black heeled ankle boots. There was no denying her otherness. I wouldn't even be surprised if she was more closer to a Divine Sourced Immortal than witch. They were spiritual entities that were pretty much responsible for vampires, witches and many other supernatural creatures on earth. We were all basically offspring of what those Immortals were.

The other Witch was very French looking. Dark green eyes, a short black Bob. Her skin was deeply tan, her make up flawless; dramatic eye, black lips. She wore a stylish black coat cinched around her thin waist. Her spirit felt much more older than her partners. She was more solid and refined.

"We are only here to chat with you, esteemed Vampire." Said the eldest one, her accent was definitely French but her English was perfect. "We are Maidens from M.COM."

I crossed my arms. "I'm aware of what you women are... I'm curious as to what am I to do with Witch business? Specifically with you Maidens? You know I don't mix volatile ingredients. You chose to tail me. This isn't an official visit."

They both exchanged looks. The pale one spoke. Her tone was old Icelandic. "Yes, this visit is off the books. Yet no less important. One of ours was recently killed with a vampire. They met through your company Romance & Feed."

At this, I mentally frowned. There was no way I allowed a witch in the system. I rooted them out to avoid any messy business. "You must be mistaken. We do blood testing. I don't allow witches in except with extra vetting and legal forms. The victim wasn't a witch."