I realized I didn’t really know anything about the man. I just knew he was from Avalon and his mother was Guinevere. He told me how my grandmother, the Lady of the Lake, had enchanted him to be a Mage so he could help me in the future. He even showed me a book that said he and I would eventually have a child who would bring all races together, from Vampire to Fae. Not that I believed the story because I didn’t plan on children. My lady parts were protected!
Sitting in my chair, I rested my forehead on the desk. My eyes slowly started to close when someone flung open the door, making it bang against the wall. Startled, I jumped up.
“I’ve come for the assistant position,” the woman said.
Heart returning to a normal rhythm, I looked at the cup in her hand. “Is that for me?” I asked.
She nodded eagerly. “Yup! Coffee.” She held the cup out, an overly cheerful expression on her face.
The girl looked twelve. I started to ask when she slammed down her driver’s license to show that she was twenty-eight, almost like she knew exactly what I was thinking and wanted to prove her age to me.
“Human years?” I asked, eyebrow raised.
Nodding, she smiled. “Believe it or not, I’m actually a hundred and fifty.”
Impressed, I handed her back the license. I was fifty-three in Witch years, which was thirty-three in human ones. Gesturing for her to take a seat, I accepted the coffee, drinking it gratefully. It was even my favorite flavor. I hummed in approval, taking another sip as I stared at her over the rim of the cup. She sat patiently, twirling one of her dark curls around her finger.
“Truthfully, I don’t know if I’m ready to hire a new assistant,” I said with a frown.
The girl’s face dragged down in disappointment. “I thought you might need someone now that Allison is gone. She told me all about you.” At the confused look on my face, she gave me a small smile. “I’m her sister.”
My eyes widened. “Her sister? I never knew she had a sister.” Why didn’t I talk to her enough to find out these things?
“We talked on the phone every day. I didn’t move here until yesterday. I hoped you would still have the position open.” She gave me a hopeful glance.
Sighing, I sat back in my chair, debating if what I was about to do was a good decision. Finally, I said, “I usually have people fill out an application, but I’m willing to give you today as a trial. Show me what you got and we’ll go from there.”
The girl jumped up from her seat, a smile on her face. “Thank you!”
I smiled. “First, I need to know your name. It would be weird if I just kept calling you Allison’s sister.”
She rolled her eyes, as if mentally chastising herself. “Maggie. My name is Maggie.”
“Go ahead and look around the office to get acquainted. I’ll probably have you start sitting in on Council meetings to take the minutes,” I explained. “Right now, I need you to fill out an actual application for our records. You’ll need a physical and a copy of your resume.”
Nodding eagerly, Maggie smiled. “I’ll get all that organized. Allison should have the medical contact information on her desk somewhere. I’ll set up an appointment.”
I nodded, going back to my paperwork. “Welcome to the team.”
A few minutes after she left my office, I pushed aside the paperwork with a sigh. I was so tired. Worst of all, I missed Ethan. He always kept me company at work, even though he tried to get into my pants eighty percent of the time. At least I had a new assistant. Maybe Maggie’s peppy attitude would rub off on me.
Kicking off my heels, I put my feet up on the desk, hoping no one caught me being unprofessional. Not that I really cared. My whole life was unprofessional. Everybody who knew me had low expectations. I chuckled. None of them probably thought I would ever make it as High Mistress. I was the one leading them now, which meant they had no choice but to do what I wanted. Not that I was a heavy-handed ruler. I never thought I would be responsible for so many people. It was a hard job. One I would happily give away if I could. I even tried to convince the Ancestors I wasn’t right for the position, but they blew me off...like usual.
I had a feeling the Ancestors were working on something, but I obviously wasn’t privy to all the details. I just knew I had to bring the Witches and Vampires together somehow. They made it sound difficult. Little did they know that Drake was sending me the paperwork this morning.
Maggie knocked on the door to let me know Mikey was waiting. He usually just popped in, but after catching Ethan and me in heated moments more times than I could count, I guessed he figured he should announce his presence. Even though he knew Ethan wasn’t around at the moment. Shrugging, I looked up when Mikey stepped inside. His eyes were wide as he slowly closed the door.
“Is that your new assistant?” he asked, taking a seat in one of the chairs.
I eyed him suspiciously. “Yes... Why?”
“She’s fucking hot!”
I shook my head. “Don’t even think about it, Mikey. Keep your hands off. She just started today.” I gave him a pointed look to show I was being completely serious.
He sighed. “I haven’t been laid in weeks. And it doesn’t help Ethan and you keep throwing it in my face.”
I raised an eyebrow. “We are not throwing it in your face.”
He barked out a laugh. “You’re like rabbits. Is there a place you haven’t done it in?” he asked, his tone turning surly. I could definitely tell he hadn’t been laid in a while. The man looked like he was close to throwing a tantrum.
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