Hello. Happy Wicked Wednesday and welcome to, Witches Say The Darndest Things. I’m the head witch in charge, Siren Allen and all month long I’m sharing scenes from my paranormal novels that feature witches.
Today, I’m sharing a scene from my naughty fairy tale, Cinderella And The Wolf Prince. Trust me, you’ve never met a Cinderella like this one. Don’t believe me? Continue reading to find out. Enjoy!
Wulf St. Jamison is a cursed prince who’s finally found his princess. Or, at least, he thought he had. After spending one night in his masked female’s arms, he awakes to find her missing from his bed and from his life. No one seems to know who she is or where she came from. Was she real or just a creature his broken mind conjured up?
Cinderella Dupont only has two more months of servitude before she’s free to claim her inheritance and leave her hateful stepfamily behind. After playing the role of obedient daughter for so long, she craves one night of pleasure. She finds that in the arms of a handsome stranger, only to find out later that he’s the prince.
When he shows up at her door, she assumes he’s figured out that she’s the female behind the mask. That’s not the case. He’s there to hire her, the most powerful tracker witch in the land, to help him find his mate.
Unable to say no to the prince, she pretends to help him search for the female he claims he’s unable to let go. Working by his side, day after day, she finds herself falling for him and toying with the idea of telling him who she really is.
As dark forces descend upon them, will he forgive her for her deception? Or will her stepmother’s vile declarations turn him against her forever?
Especially since everything her stepmother says about her is true.
She was growing more and more nervous by the minute.
Thankfully, Kara was seated next to her. If her friend wasn’t there, Cindi had no idea how she would be able to endure being this close to him. Her mysterious lover. The long-lost prince.
She couldn’t believe she’d slept with the long-lost prince. Wulf had barely said a word. But he kept making growling noises, that had her feeling both scared and strangely excited.
“Sorry to interrupt your girls’ night,” Quentin said. “But, this couldn’t wait. I even skipped breakfast to rush here. The staff usually has some pastries out. This morning, they didn’t. How disappointing. Don’t you hate it when there are no pastries?”
“Yep. That’s what we hate,” Cinderella muttered under her breath.
Wulf chuckled. The first non-growling noise he’d made. Somehow, it still sounded like it had come from an animal. She loved it. Wait. No, she didn’t.
Clearing her throat, she said, “Sorry, Sir Quentin, but I would really like to lie down.”
Yeah, she sucked when it came to hosting royals. Kara was no better than her.
“Perhaps you should just tell Cindi what you want her to do,” Kara said.
“Right.” Quentin rubbed his hands over his blue pants.
He looked so professional, like a royal should. Wulf. Cindi glanced in his direction to find him staring down at the floor. He looked unkempt. His hair hadn’t been combed. His shirt wasn’t buttoned properly and his shoes were untied.
Who wore tennis shoes with a suit? Yet, he made it work. He looked delicious. Oh no, she was starting to feel aroused. His gaze swung to hers. He inhaled, nose flaring. Time stopped.
It didn’t slow down. It stopped completely. That little voice in her head, the one focused on self-preservation, screamed for her to run. She didn’t have to. Because Wulf stood up, and stormed from the room, knocking her vase to the floor in his haste.
The others in the room sat there, too stunned to speak. Of course, it was Quentin who found his voice first.
“My cousin needs some air. He uh, doesn’t like to be in confined spaces for a long period of time.”
“He’s only been sitting here five minutes,” Kara pointed out.
Cindi glanced at her friend. “But, he’s spent years, centuries, in a cage. Being here, in this time, will take some getting used to.”
Understanding dawned in Kara’s eyes. “I didn’t even think about that. Poor thing. Will he be alright?”
“He will. In time. The queen and I believe that him finding a mate is a good thing. Maybe this female will help him feel more at home in the present. You know, help him feel grounded, like he belongs.”
“He feels like he doesn’t belong?” Cindi asked.
“This is all new to him. Some of our slang, some of our day to day activities, are foreign to him. He just needs a little time to catch on. And now that he’s found his mate, he needs her. A mated wolf will go mad if he doesn’t have his mate by his side.”
Broomsticks. All this time she’d been selfishly thinking of herself, not realizing that he would suffer. In her defense, she hadn’t realized it was the lost prince she was sleeping with. However, that changed nothing.
She still didn’t want to be mated to him. She had her own life. She wanted to live it the way she’d planned. She’d been waiting to be free for so long.
One night of pleasure wasn’t going to rip her dreams from her. Not now. Not ever. She was a witch. She would find a way to help Wulf and retain her freedom. There had to be a way.
She just needed time to think. Without him around. Because seeing him, it made letting him go, hard. And it wasn’t supposed to be hard. She’d only spent one night with him. Geez! Kara bumped her leg.
Kara chuckled. “Sir Quentin asked you a question.”
Her friend was finding this entertaining. Cindi focused her attention on Quentin. “Sorry, sir. I was lost in thought. Thinking of all the horrors, Sir Wulf must’ve faced.”
“No worries, Cinderella. This situation has been difficult for us all. I was saying, well, I want to ask you to help him find his mate. But, you must keep this between us. Your stepmother must not know. I know you and Lady Katherine are not that close.”
“Never had been. Never will be.”
“Good. I mean, well, good is what I mean. She too is looking for the girl.”
“What?” Cindi and Kara both screamed in unison.
“Why?” Cindi asked. “How does she even know the girl exists?”
“What does she plan to do with the girl?” Kara asked.
“According to someone I trust, she’s going to use the female to set an example. The girl wasn’t supposed to be working the room she was in. I guess she was making money on the side. Lady Katherine will punish her for that. Then she’ll hand her over to Wulf, if he pays the mate price.”
“I’d forgotten about the mate price,” Cindi groaned. “Which is a small fortune.”
“The money isn’t an issue. If Lady Katherine harms Wulf’s mate, I fear he will lose it. He hasn’t… his mind isn’t… he’s not well. He will be. In time. If his mate is harmed, there’s a chance he’ll destroy the mansion and every witch in it. Then he’ll proceed to destroy every witch, wizard and wolf in the kingdom. If he tries that, he’ll have to be put down.”
“Sh*t,” Cindi muttered under her breath.
“This went from bad to worse in less than one minute,” Kara stated.
“There’s hope.” Quentin scooted to the edge of the couch and clasped his hands together. “We’ll find her first. Once Wulf has her, he won’t let anyone hurt her. And if we have to pay more than the asked for mate price to appease Lady Katherine, we will.”
Cindi sighed. “You really want Wulf to find his mate, don’t you?”
“I want him to find happiness. He deserves it, after all he’s been through.”
Cindi nodded. Guilt was eating away at her.
“We’d be happy to help,” Kara volunteered them both. “Right, Cindi?”
Plastering a fake smile on her face, Cindi agreed. “Of course. We just need something that belongs to his mate to use in our tracker spell.”
“Right,” Quentin agreed. “We have something. Or, he has something.”
“He does?” If they kept talking in unison, Sir Quentin would begin to suspect something.
“He does. However, he won’t show it to me. Only to you, since you’re doing the spell.”
What could he possibly have? Fates, please don’t let it be what I think it is. She could feel Kara glaring at her. Refusing to look in her friend’s direction, she kept her gaze on Sir Quentin.
“Whatever it is he has, I need it, so I can begin the spell.”
“Do you know how long it will take to track her down?”
“Um.” Cindi fiddled with the edges of her shirt. She really hated lying. And wolves could sense those kinds of things. “I can’t say for sure. I know wolves have great noses. If he hasn’t been able to sniff her out, that must mean she’s hiding.”
“Yes, but only because she fears Katherine.”
“Right. A witch who doesn’t want to be found, won’t be easy to track down. Therefore, I can’t give you a definite answer.” There, that was the truth.
“Understood. I’ll go get Wulf, so he can give you whatever item of hers he has.”
Cindi kept her eyes on Quentin as he stood up and walked out of her living room. She kept staring in the direction he’d went until she heard the front door open then close. Only then did she turn to Kara.
“I have totally f*cked up,” Cindi whispered loudly.
“Witch, you are f*cked to the moon and back.”
“What am I supposed to do?”
“I don’t know. What does he have of yours?”
“It can only be one thing.”
“Those damn panties. Broomsticks.”
“This has to be the Fates bringing you two together.”
“Shut your mouth. Never say that again. The Fates wouldn’t do this to me. They know my heart and my dreams. I’ve suffered too much for them to do this to me.”
“But he’s here. With your panties.”
“You say that like he’s here with a wedding ring.”
“No, that’s what the humans across the ocean use. I guess wolves use underwear.”
“You’re not funny. None of this is funny.”
“You have to admit it, it’s kind of funny.”
“A tad bit.”
“Witch, no. This is a catastrophe. Be quiet. They’re coming back in.”
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