Scornful Sadie (Dark Sorceress Trilogy Book 1) Read Free

time we did this it worked, and every time she glowed like it was her first time succeeding with a spell.
     
    It was hilarious.
     
    We watched as the ash took on a firm, solid form as it connected and created a line that moved from the alley across the map. Up and down roads it went, showing a path for us to take. Finally, it stopped on the edge of Seabrook Island, another beach in Charleston.
     
    Tessi straightened her back and stretched. “He has help. This wouldn’t have showed us a path if not.”
     
    Melody gathered her supplies, a dagger and stake, and gazed at me impatiently. “Get ready.”
     
    “I’m going alone,” I said. Placing the stake back in my pocket, I took a dagger off the shelf and slid it into the top of my sock. “You stay here.”
     
    “No,” she said, hands on hips.
     
    Rolling my eyes, I glared at her. “Why do you do this every time?”
     
    “Because you always go off and fight without us, but when I know you’re leaving, I want to be a part of it. Besides, I can control the ocean and considering it’s right there,” she said, beating her finger on the spot on the map. “I can help you. Now stop being stubborn and get your jacket.”
     
    “Mel,” I started. “It’s not safe. I can’t worry about keeping you safe and fighting this…being. We don’t even know what it is.”
     
    “Exactly!” she yelled, throwing her hands up in the air. “You have no idea what you’re walking into and you could get hurt. Now, stop arguing. I’m not backing down. Go!” she demanding, pointing to the living room.
     
    Narrowing my eyes, I flipped her off and sauntered out. Melody Lynn was as stubborn as they come and it frustrated me. I was used to being the one in charge, telling others where to go and what to do. I was a natural born leader, and years of training and learning with Grandma only solidified that.
     
    I’d met my match in Melody. She was more like me than I cared to admit.
     
    Jerking my jacket from where it lay, I stuffed my arms in and buttoned it half way. Boots came next, and then I tightened my ponytail and double checked my weapons. I slung my bag over my body and began counting.
     
    At ten, I determined that was enough time, and quietly turned the knob. I was preparing to slip out when I heard Mel call to me.
     
    “Yeah, I see you. We’re coming,” she chuckled. “Nice try, though.”
     
    “We?” I questioned, turning and seeing Tessi. “No.” I shook my head.
     
    They both nodded, answering, “Yes,” at the same time. It was eerie how similar they looked. Blonde, petite, and curvy. The most significant difference was Mel’s hair was pale blonde and curly while Tessi’s was darker and straight. They could be sisters.
     
    Tessi held up her bag of potions and grinned. “I’m ready.”
     
    Mel slid her jacket on, a blue leather number that zipped, and dropped her phone and keys into her jeans pockets. “Ready!”
     
    Groaning, I held the door and waved them out. “After you.”
     
    Ditching them seemed unlikely, so I was stuck. I followed them down the steps of our porch, climbed in the driver’s seat of my Honda,and turned the ignition. Once everyone was settled, I turned to look at them both. “Listen, you two can’t be careless. I can’t concentrate on this being while worried about whether you two are going to die.”
     
    Mel clicked her seatbelt. “Oh, shut up, Sadie! We aren’t children. Now go.”
     
    Pursing my lips, I reversed the car and peeled the tires on my way down the drive. Our duplex apartment promptly faded from view as I sped down the street.
     
    “You gonna kill us before we get there so you don’t have to worry about it?” Mel asked with a click of her tongue. “Such a temper.”
     
    “Shut up, Mel,” Tessi warned from the backseat.
     
    The rest of the drive was much of the same, and by the time we reached Seabrook Island, I was ready to magically lock them both in the car and glue their lips together.