Wynona finally knows who cursed her, but she wasn’t prepared to handle the weight of the knowledge and now her fragile world seems to be unraveling at the seams.
As if that wasn’t enough, her family is lurking in the shadows, looking for a way to add her powers to the family coffers. But Wynona is desperate to hold onto the life she’s created, and refuses to go quietly, even as the police need her help to solve yet another murder.
With her faithful wolf at her side and Violet muttering snarky comments in her ear, Wynona will have to pull out all the stops if she’s going to prove once and for all that she isn’t the weak little girl her family raised.
If you haven’t read the previous books, Stop, go back and read them. This book takes place right after the last one.
In saving Rascal and Daemon Wynona blasted the remainder of the curse around her powers and Rascal completed the soulmate bond to save her. Now there’s no hiding the fact she has power and a lot of it. On top of that she’s had quite a shock learning it was her grandmother who cursed her. Now she’s ready for that meeting with her grandmother’s ghost to find out the reasoning behind the curse.
Even after the explanation Wynona feels betrayed. On some level she does understand, but the cruelty she suffered for her lack of powers still overwhelms that understanding. An invitation from her mother sent through Celia to have lunch, is the first contact since her explosion. It wasn’t unexpected and it certainly isn’t happening.
When there’s a murder within the upper echelon of witches Rascal and Daemon stop by to get a snack before the long night.
This is a favorite scene.
It was Wynona’s quick thinking and unknown magic that had turned the mouse purple and brought them together as the pair they were now. And Wynona’s friendship with Prim had been built on the foundation that they were both outcasts. Even allowing Lusgu to stay on as janitor was Wynona’s way of trying to help someone who didn’t seem to fit in.
Careful, Violet warned since Wynona’s wall had dropped during her daydreaming. You’re awfully close to admitting your granny was right.
Wynona took in a deep breath through her nose and used her back to push open the kitchen door since her hands were full of a heavy tray. “I know,” she whispered. “But perhaps I need to be willing to see her side.”
Letting pain go in order to do that isn’t easy.
Wynona nodded, but let the conversation drop. She wasn’t ready to say Granny had done a good thing, but she would try and keep an open mind.
Prim pushed the kitchen door open. “Lover boy is here.” Prim smirked.
Wynona smiled. “He can hear you say that, you know.” “I never thought he couldn’t.” Prim scowled. “Now if he would just leave giant man back at the station.”
“Giant man?” Wynona asked, walking toward the door. Rascal was coughing as if he had choked on something, but the curve of his lips said it was covering something that made him laugh.
“Oh. Hello, Daemon,” Wynona said, realizing the men had arrived together. She walked over to Rascal and whacked him on the back a couple of times. “Do you need a drink?” she asked sweetly as she realized what Rascal had been laughing about. Luckily, Daemon didn’t have the same sensitive hearing as the wolf.
Rascal shook his head and wrapped an arm around her waist. “No.” He cleared his throat again. “I think I’m okay.” Still grinning, he bent to kiss her temple. “How was your day?”
“Better than yours, I think,” Wynona replied. “We saw the headline about Mrs. Roseburg’s death.”
Daemon groaned. “Yeah…that’s a media circus in the making.” He looked a little sheepish when Prim snorted.
Good grief. What is her problem with him? Wynona thought.
Can’t you hear her heart rate pick up? Violet asked. She’s attracted to the big lug.
Wynona’s eyes widened. She had been guessing that Daemon was attracted to Prim since he blushed every time she was around, but Prim ignored him! In fact, she went out of her way to not acknowledge him.
I didn’t say she handled it well, Violet snapped. Maybe if she’d sing while he was around, she’d scare him off and it would be a moot point anyway.
Rascal choked again. With his soulmate connection to Wynona completed, he could hear her familiar loud and clear, making him privy to the mouse’s rude comments.
Enough, Wynona scolded. They’re adults. Let’s let them figure it out themselves.
Violet grumbled, but let it go.
Looking back at the group, Wynona realized Daemon and Prim were both looking at her and Rascal as if they were crazy.
Rascal got himself under control and straightened. “Speaking of,” he said in an authoritative voice, “we have to get back to the station soon.” He opened his eyes wide, giving Wynona fake puppy dog eyes. “We were hoping you had something we could eat really quick before going back to work.”
Wynona pursed her lips. “First Prim and now you two? I feel like I run a cafeteria!”
Rascal pulled her closer before she could escape and kissed her cheek again, nuzzling his nose and whispering against her skin. “But you run the best cafeteria in Hex Haven,” he said. “Plus, I needed to see you. It’s going to be a late night.”
Wynona softened, but still pulled away. She loved it when he teased her like that, but they had an audience. “Fine, fine,” she teased, softening her words with a smile. “Have a seat and I’ll be right out.”
“Use your magic,” Rascal told her.
Wynona paused, then sighed. “Shoot. I never remember to do that!”
He shrugged. “I know. But you need to practice using it in every day life in order to be more in control.”
Daemon raised his hand. “Plus, I’m here and can help control it.”
Wynona nodded and gave the black hole a tired smile. “Thank you. I appreciate that.”
Prim sniffed, but didn’t say anything, so Wynona ignored her.
“Okay…here we go.” Wynona’s nerves were instantly on edge. The truth of the matter was, her magic scared her. It was like a living, breathing force and she could understand why Granny Saffron had said she was the most powerful witch in existence. It felt like she had a power the size of the Atlantic Ocean at her beck and call and Wynona had no idea what to do with it.
She raised her hand, purple sparks immediately beginning to dance among her fingers.
Hang on. Violet scrambled down the table leg and rushed to Wynona, climbing until she was on Wynona’s shoulder. She could better help Wynona control her magic if they were touching skin to skin.
Nodding firmly and with determination, Wynona walked to the kitchen door and opened it, holding it open so she was working from a small distance. Carefully, she aimed her magic at a clean tray, then the containers of pastries. With a flick of her fingers, the stove came to life and Wynona’s eyes widened when the gas flame was a little higher than she was comfortable with.
“Facilis,” came a gruff voice.
The flame grew smaller and Wynona threw a grateful look to her janitor. She had no idea how the brownie had such power, but it was useful nonetheless and Wynona understood why Granny Saffron had put him in her path.
Focus, Violet snapped.
Wynona went back to wiggling her fingers, purple ribbons dancing across the room as she brought a water-filled teapot to the heat and all the ingredients she needed to the tray.
It took another five minutes of work and Wynona was feeling overly warm by the time she was done, but when the tray settled on the table without anything breaking or spilling, Wynona absolutely counted it as a success.
“You’re amazing,” Rascal whispered, hugging her from behind and kissing her neck.
Wynona relaxed into his hold. “Thanks. I know there are more efficient ways to have done that, but I figured this required a bit more control.” She could feel him nod behind her.
“Good idea. The ease and shortcuts can come later.” He gave her one last squeeze. “But for now, let’s eat.”
Thornton, Abigail Lynn. Murder in the Tea Leaves: a witchy, cozy mystery (Le Doux Mysteries Book 5) Kindle Locations (473-524). Angel Music. Kindle Edition.
Everything about the murder scene is chaos when the family members encourage the press coverage. The pressure is on to solve the case and the alibis are holding.
It’s Chief Ligurio himself who convinces Wynona to help with the case. The suspects aren’t that many but a new one shows up when Rascal and Wynona go back to the scene.
Family has always been a problem for Wynona, and in this one her mother shows up. This is time Wynona’s seen her mother since she escaped their clutches and opened her tea shop.
Many twists in this one and several surprises. I can’t wait to see what everyone gets up to in the next book!
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