Dark Lies (Magic Side: Wolf Bound 3)

I nodded. True. Maybe that was enough. Another night, another week. He was on the run, and we’d get him soon.

I opened my eyes as boots approached across the dirt road. Harlow. She brushed her hair from the side of her face. “We found four captives, all Magica. They’re terrified out of their minds, but none of them were physically harmed. We sent them back to Magic Side via transport charm.”

“What about the bikers? Do any of them know where Dragan might be headed?” Jaxson asked.

She shook her head. “Most of them don’t remember a thing, or at least they claim not to.”

“I can get the information out of them,” Jaxson growled.

She held up her hand. “That was a onetime thing—when no one was watching. I want to make sure these bastards get locked away, so we’re doing this by the book. I’m sending them to Bentham, where they can be processed and questioned properly.”

I could sense his irritation, but he didn’t push the issue.

Harlow crossed her arms and gave me a suspicious look. “How did you know that Dragan was about to finish his ritual? You had me spring the trap early.”

My face heated, and I looked between her and Jaxson. “Honestly?”

She nodded, and Jaxson narrowed his eyes at me.

I gave a pained smile. “Well, I see dead people.”

Jaxson’s eyebrows shot up. “You’re joking, right?”

Suddenly ashamed, I looked down at my Swiftleys and shook my head. “I don’t know why I didn’t mention it earlier. I thought I was hallucinating at first, then that I was being haunted. Now, I think they’ve just been helping me. A woman appeared in the woods and warned me that the ritual was almost done.”

Jaxson cocked his head to the side. “That’s right…I saw you turn and look off into the trees, but I couldn’t see what you were looking at.”

I nodded. “That was her.”

Harlow tucked her hair behind her ear and gave me a warm smile. “There’s supposed to be a ghost at Pere Cheney—a witch. Lucky for us, it seems.”

The Witch of Pere Cheney—it had to have been her.

Suddenly, it hit me. I grabbed Jaxson’s hand as he started to turn back to the others. “Holy shit, Jax!”

“What?”

I looked from him to Harlow. “You wanted to know how to stop a ghost? How about we go ask one?”