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
Of course Tegan set up a way to protect them from what Everest had to do.
Of course Tegan moved them to a safe location.
Of course Tegan made it look like they were still here.
I almost slapped my forehead like Homer Simpson. D’oh. That dragon, whatever his name was, had even said so just now. I’d begged him to take them to Issale and he’d said we did. They were all shifters, and while I hadn’t understood the reason they’d been in the safe house instead of in shifter home country, I shouldn’t have been surprised that after their near death, the King evacuated them to safety. I exhaled in relief and scurried back into the shadows of the trees. It was time to leave, to turn and never return to this place so Lilith and Sweyn would have no reason to suspect them alive.
I closed my eyes and pressed my hand to my chest, right over my heart. Thank you, Goddess and angels above. Keep them safe. No one should die because of me.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
EVEREST
I used to love New Orleans. It used to be my escape. Since the late 1800s, I’d been running away to this little city on the water to bury my pain in jazz music and delicious food. Standing on the sidewalk beneath the balcony and staring into the shadows of Jackson Square brought me back to so many memories. The night was particularly dark, and thanks to the evening rain, the streets were mostly empty with only the reflection of the city’s lights for company. It was late spring, so the full force of the south’s humidity hadn’t set in, yet there was enough in the air to make my clothes feel a little thick and damp. The temperature didn’t affect me in the same way it did others as I wasn’t from this realm, but on nights like this, that merely saved me from a layer or two of sweat. Personally, I loved humidity. The thickness in the air sometimes made it seem like there was something else hovering around me aside from my mother—and Sweyn.
A few years ago, I’d messed up by staying away from Sweyn for too long and she’d hunted me down . . . here.
Since then, Sweyn had taken it upon herself to ruin my favorite city.