Disgraced Magical Being Chapter 2

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I’d been at the Clive Coven for a couple of weeks. Elder Robert had brought me in during the middle of the night. The Coven Leader did not even bother to greet me. His excuse had been that he’d been caring for his sick son for four nights and was watching over him while he finally got some sleep. Jay wasn’t sure if it was the truth, but if it was, I felt for the leader. Elder Robert had accepted the Cover Leader’s reason and told the second that he appreciated him getting up to show the Disgraced Magical Being around. Not that the second did so. All he done was nod at Elder Robert and then escorted me to a run down little shack. He never spoke to me. Simply opened the door and motioned me in, then shut the door and left. The next morning a young woman showed up on my doorstep as I opened the empty cabinet doors. She’d told me she’d been told to show me to the Kitchen. Jay had expected to be given the duty of landscaping, since that was a job I’d done while in my first coven, but nope. I’d been put to washing dishes. The lowest of jobs. I did as expected and worked hard. Did my best. Least I knew that there was an opportunity to work my way to prepping food, or so the Chef said.

I expected people to ignore and sidestep me unless they had to interact with me. Some had, others had welcomed me. Those had told me they hoped I settled in quickly and that I would like Coven Leader Thomas. I hoped I did, but I’d yet to meet him. Part of me hoped I never met him. I did not want to hear the leader berate me for my action and risk of outing them or telling me that I was nothing among the coven. Not like I didn’t already know that. I’d knew the risk when I saved Kyle. I’d do it again.

“Hello.” A tall, broad chest, rich brown hair man came up to his side.

Jay stopped walking and gave a slight nod.

“I’m assuming you are Jay Walker. Is that not correct?”

I gave another nod.

“It is all right to speak to me. I will not harm you in any way.”

Jay wasn’t sure about that. I knew some had spoken to me kindly, but they’d mostly been women. The men had done their best to avoid me or frown at me. In my first coven I say many Disgraced Magical Beings beaten. Some of them even went without food. I’d not faced that yet. The young woman who showed me to my job, also told me that the storage shed had been given my weekly stipend and each week I work my pay would be added to it. The local store also had access to my stipend if I desired knew clothes or other personal items.

“Please do not make me order you to speak to me.”

“Order me?”

“You . . . Crap. I knew it had taken me too long to seek you out.” The man rubbed the back of his neck and then held his hand out. “I am Coven Leader Thomas Oaks. People here call me Thomas. We are not a formal pack, unless the Elders are around.”

I assumed the coven was different than my first pack, but I’d never believed the leader would allow people to address him by his first name.

“I promise you no harm will come to you here.”

None had, but I wasn’t stupid enough to let two weeks in residence give me a sense of peace in my new situation.

My new leader lowered his hand. “If anyone gives you a hard way to go then please reach out to me. Understand.”

“Yes, Coven Leader Oaks.” There was no way I would risk calling him Thomas. He might say he could, but . . .

“You will find out that we do not agree with how the other coven treat Disgraced Magical Beings. You are no different than any other member of the coven. I know this well.”

How could he know? He was a leader. He had chosen to live among the coven.

“I can see the doubt on your face, but I just ask that you watch and find out for yourself. I do not expect you to believe me. I know how the Rexman Coven treat their Disgraced Magical Beings. It is inhumane.”

Was not giving him a shack to live in inhumane? Might not be. Least I had roof over my head. Food. Getting paid for my time in the kitchen. Regular amount of wage in fact. Another fact that shocked me.

“Most covens live by harsher rules than I believe in. It is why you will find that over one-third of the members have come to my coven as punishment. Each of their stories are thiers, but I can tell you that among those are many Disgraced Magical Beings. A word that I despise. Far as I’m concerned you are simply another Magical Being.”

I wasn’t sure how much I believed that, but some of what I’d experiences gave me proof of what the coven leader said. Still, I was not going to risk the wrath of the coven leader.

“It is fine if you have to find out for yourself. I just wanted to apologize for taking so long to greet you. My son was sick for over a week with the flu. I sat at his bedside, watching over him every night. The night you showed up was the first day he had not been sick all day, so I allowed myself to sleep. I’m afraid that threw me behind in my other work and I had to play catch up.”

Was the coven leader truly giving me a detail explanation? Why? No other would. They would not have bothered with introducing themselves.

The coven leader glanced at his watch. “Afraid I have a meeting, but I’d like for you to join me and my son for supper tomorrow night. Is that agreeable?”

“Huh?”

“It is not trick. I promise. Just a simple meal with an eight-year old and me.”

“Okay.” I wasn’t sure why I agreed. Yeah, I did. I had no other choice.