Chapters (80)
- THE SCARLET WITCH
- CONTENTS
- Cover
- Window art
- Window Art
- CHAPTER ONE
- Everina
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- Everina Dream Skadior
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- Everina Dream Mien
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FIFTY
- CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
- CHAPTER SIXTY
- Everina
- Everina Dream Skadior
- Everina Dream Mien
- Everest
- Frankie
- Cover
- Dedication
- THE COVEN
- THE COVEN READING ORDER
- ALSO BY CHANDELLE LAVAUN
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- Copyright
Tenn gripped the crystal necklace I hadn’t known he was wearing under his shirt. Light flashed between his fingers, then the Book of Shadows sat in his open palm. He sat it on the table and let it open itself to the page we needed. I walked over to stand between him and Tim, then bent over to read the symbols.
I frowned. “Does that say Tegan’s potion needs all five holy ingredients?”
Tenn let out a growl. “Yes. Which cauldron is hers?”
“It’s over here,” Emersyn said softly from where she still sat on the ledge in front of the hearth where five cauldrons hung over the fire. Emersyn’s bandage was firmly in place, yet she tended to the cauldrons like she could still see them. “Tegan’s is the first cauldron here on the left.”
I grabbed the trays with the angel feathers and the wood and turned for the hearth. “Whose are the other four?”
“Mine, Tenn’s, Bettina’s, and yours.” She pointed to each as she spoke the names. “The strongest hearth for the strongest potions.”
“That doesn’t make me uncomfortable at all,” I grumbled and sat the two trays down on the ledge. As soon as my hands left the tray, my magic snapped to attention. A small pinchful of the angel feather grains glowed neon-pink. I scooped that section off the tray and poured it into Tegan’s cauldron on the far left. The water turned neon-pink to match. “Cool.”
Lennox carried over the sand and dirt trays, then backed away. I quickly followed my magic’s guidance until I needed the water. Tenn held that tray out to me. There had to be two dozen small vials filled with water that sparkled within the glass. I lifted my hand and a whole vial turned neon-pink. When I lifted that vial, everyone else took a step back. Their auras seemed to hold their breath. I uncorked the lid and dumped the holy water into her cauldron.
The potion lit up bright white. The liquid swirled around in a whirlpool faster and faster until a water spout shot up to the top of the hearth. Lightning flashed within it. Rainbow mist billowed and bubbled at the top of the cauldron. All of a sudden, those three symbols I’d first seen during my initiation hovered in the air over the cauldron.
My jaw dropped. “It’s done. Tegan’s potion is done.”
Tenn sighed so hard he swayed. “Can we give it to her now?”
I didn’t know how I knew, but I did. “Yeah, but can you put the potion in a bottle?”