Chapter 11Later, when the crowd had gone, and the coven had made its way back into the house, Seamus, freshly showered and warm, sat in the library, the coven’s Book of Shadows lying in front of him. The door to the room was ajar, and he turned his head as he heard a gentle tap.
“Do you mind if an old lady joins you?” Mallory Austin asked from the doorway.
“You’re hardly old, and you know I love your company. Sorry to be a recluse…I was so sure that there was a way to get this right.”
Mallory walked to him, patted his shoulder, and then quietly took the seat next to him.
“You know I divorced my husband years ago, because I just knew it wasn’t right,” Mallory said. “Did I ever tell you why?”
“No,” Seamus said. “I don’t think you ever did.”
“It’s because I’ve always believed in true lo
