But it was difficult to predict how life would change, how these new additions to the modern world would cope with this open existence. One thing was certain, however, and it was that there would always be new ground to break, new worlds to conquer for the rising paranormal profile. In time, St. Claire would experience many changes, but one truth remained constant: there would always be new and intriguing stories to be told…

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Clementine Waterhouse had been fixing problems for as long as she could remember.

As a kid, when she heard her mother, Allegra, sobbing, she’d be the one to magic up a cup of tea after the latest knock-down-and-drag-out fight that ended with furniture broken and her bio dad, Barnabas Balfour, abandoning them. Again. Somehow, that pattern continued with her cousin. Clem was the one who ended up sweeping up the wreckage and trying to piece together whatever was broken.

For the past month, she’d had an ominous feeling about Danica’s growing attachment to Titus Winnaker, the mundane baker who was stirring up family drama during a time already way too fraught with it.

A quiet throb started in her right temple as Clem waited for Danica to come home and carpool to their coven meeting. Her cousin dashed in, out of breath, radiating anxiety. Clem didn’t push for details, knowing that whatever was wrong, her cousin would explain at the meeting. So Clem headed to the car and drove over to Kerry and Priya’s place, two coven sisters who were among Clem’s closest friends. They were also a committed couple who’d just moved in together. Kerry Quarles was an angular woman with blond hair and sharp features while Priya Banik was softly rounded, her bronze skin a glowing complement to her river of silken black hair.

Clem and Danica greeted their hosts with hugs and a bag of yogurt-covered pretzels. Then Danica beelined into the house. With growing concern, Clem watched her cousin pace the cozy living room, chewing her thumbnail as she went. It had been a while since she’d seen Danica this agitated, and Clem swapped a look with Priya while Kerry set out drinks and snacks. In silent reply, Priya lifted a shoulder.

Looks like she doesn’t know what’s up either.