Supernatural Seduction (Book 2 of the Coffin Girls Series)
powers had never been honed, and
that her mother would’ve seen to, if she hadn’t been so brutally
massacred. But, she’d been under the assumption that when she’d
turned vampire that the witch part of her had been laid to rest
with the exception of some remaining empathic skills. If what
Sylvain said was true, she needed to address the gap in her
education. It wouldn’t take care of her past, but it might help her
deal with the now. Dieu ! The nightmares were torturous!
After every occurrence, she felt physically and emotionally drained
and exceptionally waspish. Curbing them would help. But how? How
would she ‘deal with it', as he said?
    “I can see the wheels turning in that clever
mind of yours,” Sylvain interrupted her thoughts. He caught the
look of approval Miss Suzette threw his way and smiled back. The
girls’ Cajun mama had been worried, too. “There’s no need to be
overwhelmed, Sophie, because you don’t need to do this alone. I can
easily arrange for Arianna to teach you. She’s the best empath we
have in the bayou hollow. Plus, you already know her and have
worked with her.”
    Sophie nodded slowly, her mind flicking back
two months earlier when the fae sorceress, Arianna, had helped them
rescue a group of captive witches. The young witches had been
continuously drained for their magickal blood by a now disposed of
malevolent vampire. Arianna was like the rest of the fae -
beautiful and powerful. Just as Sylvain had worked with the other
Coffin Girls, Arianna had worked, hand-in-hand, with Sophie when
they’d teleported the rescued witches to safety. She had observed
Arianna tirelessly tend to the traumatised girls. It was quite a
feat for an empath as the painful emotions from the young witches
could easily have crippled the empaths. Arianna had in fact, helped
them deal with the emotional and psychological violations they’d
experienced, using her empathic ability. She could hardly have a
better teacher, Sophie mused.
    “Okay, I’ll accept your offer. Thank you.”
Sylvain’s lips curved in a relieved smile. The smile shortly
brushed away her thoughts of all empath matters and sent a bolt of
awareness through her. Sophie bit her own lips in response. Mon
Dieu ! It would mean spending more time in the hollow, which
meant seeing him more often. Flip!

Chapter 4

    “Witches have used plants and herbs for
magickal or medicinal purposes for as long as we’ve existed,”
Sophie addressed the group of teenage girls, not-so-eagerly crowded
around her at the entrance to the hothouse for their lesson in
magickal herbology.
    The girls were scholars at the secret school
for female witches and weres that the Coffin Girls had begun after
they had been rescued. The school served to combine secular
education with the teachings of the craft of magick to enable
learners to care for themselves and more importantly, control their
powers. Sophie had born witness to the fatal consequences that
ignored or unknown powers could have on a witch’s physical body
when her sister, Anais, had nearly died a few months ago.
    The school also provided a home for the
girls. An ancient vampire had been using the girls as bloodstock -
literally - to produce special, organized blood drinks; much in the
same manner a vintner makes a fine wine. They’d managed to find the
families of most of the captured young witches, but a few were
orphaned. Most of their parents and siblings had been slaughtered
when they'd been kidnapped. Some of the young she-weres had been
held captive with the witches as their blood also contained magick,
albeit a different kind. Other she-were learners were there because
they were eager to learn and belonged to the pack led by their
family friend and Miss Suzette’s nephew, Raulf.
    To curb the curiosity of the human
co-inhabitants of the bayou and New Orleans, they presented the
school as a hospitality academy for young girls, which fitted in
nicely with their wedding planning business. Combining

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