A Witch's Trial (Witch's Path Series: Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
Bolting upright, I hurried to jam my feet into slippers. I was ready to bolt out the door when a hair-raising screech came from my window. Lunging sideways, I flipped on the outside light as another scraping screech emanated from my window. The light flickered on, illuminating a shambling, half-rotted body gripping a large rusty nail in the three fingers that remained on its right hand. Its jaw swung open as if to grin, and it set the nail against the window again. Screaming, I snatched my wand off the nightstand and scrambled into the living room, plowing headfirst into Elron. My momentum pushed us over, and we landed in a heap. In my struggle to stand, I stepped on Elron a few times, but within seconds I was facing my bedroom, arm up and wand ready. "What is going on, Michelle?" Elron demanded, rubbing his belly where I'd accidentally planted one foot. "Thing, outside my window." "What is this thing?" He twisted his hand and was suddenly gripping a sword. I was going to have to make him explain that trick one of these days. "Not sure.
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