Macon Forrester

I stared at the two witches who were on the landing strip looking at us expectantly with suitcases. Serena smiled up at me. “I’m sorry,” she apologized. “There’s been a change in plans, but I swear, it’s to help keep Moon Shadow safe.”

I walked down the jetway to her then whispered into her ear, “I thought this was supposed to be about the two of us getting away for a bit. Getting to know each other. Trying to keep you safe from Damien.” ...