Once Bitten (Shadow Guild: The Rebel 1)

“Witchy drugs,” Mac said. “We’ll be high off our asses soon.”

“Godly drugs,” Coraline said. “And they’re hard to come by.” She beamed. “You’re welcome.”

“Thank you.” Maybe I shouldn’t have been thanking t

hem, but everything seemed so nice right then.

It took every inch of willpower to drag my attention back to the witches and my reason for being there. I leaned on the table and stared hard at them. “Okay, what about that potion?”

“Sure,” Coraline said. “We can do that. But first, you have to tell us why you want it.”

“I’m wanted for murder.”

All three witches sat back, brows raised and mouths pursed. I was ninety-nine percent sure it was an expression of respect.

“Nice,” Beth said.

Yep, it was respect.

Weirdos.

“How’d you do it?” Coraline grinned, which looked more like a bloodthirsty grimace.

“We’re assuming the dude deserved it,” Mary said. “Nothing like murder to teach a person a lesson.”

Well, that was true.

I so did not want to get on the bad side of these witches.

“I didn’t actually do it,” I said.

All three witches slumped and scowled.

“Boring,” Mary said.

“Holy crap, you guys are intense,” I muttered.

“She’s from the human world.” Mac leaned toward the witches, her tone apologetic. “They don’t have tons of demons and other bastards running around who need killing.”

“Sure, we do,” I said. “Not the demons part. But there are loads of bastards. Not sure about the killing part, though.”

“It’s different in this world,” Mac said. “There are lots of nasty humans, sure. But supernaturals are a whole ’nother breed. Demons, for instance. Lots of them like to eat babies. Gotta kill those ones.”

“You can chop their heads off and they’ll just wake up back in hell,” Beth said. “And don’t get me started on black magic users. Some of them are so evil that hell won’t even take them.”

“Okay, well…” My mind raced as I tried to figure out what to say to get in the good graces of these witches. It was hard with the potion surging through my veins, but I slogged through and said, “I’d definitely kill those suckers.”

All three witches grinned.

Mary leaned back. “All right, then. So, you didn’t kill this bloke back in your realm, but you’re accused of the murder and you’re…wanting to prove your innocence?”

“Exactly!” I pointed at her approvingly. “You get it!”

“It’s not rocket science, honey.”

“Everything after one of those cocktails feels like rocket science.”

“Fair enough,” Beth said.