Free MagicalMistakes by Victoria Davies

were all powerful in the
demon world. They were the strongest, smartest and most brutal of their kind.
To her knowledge, there were only six clans in existence, which meant Ciar’s
lineage was impressive, to say the least.
    “I was to be Ciar’s bride but I was a foolish young girl,”
Alina continued. “I wanted to wed his older brother, Teivel.”
    “Why?”
    “Because Teivel would rule,” Alina said, lifting her chin.
“And Ciar never could.”
    Mikayla shook her head. “So you gave Ciar up as soon as a
better offer came around.”
    Alina smiled. “Such a simple witch you are. Power, wealth,
prestige, you’d sacrifice it all for the one you love, wouldn’t you?”
    “Money doesn’t keep you warm at night.”
    “Well, I wanted to test the theory. I broke it off with Ciar
and he left for the human world.”
    “Did you marry Teivel?”
    Alina nodded. “I was a good wife to him. Right up until the
day he died.”
    “Died?” Mikayla breathed. Ciar had lost his brother?
    “A few months ago in battle,” Alina said. The words were
said in an even tone but Mikayla heard the regret in them. “I cared for
Teivel,” she continued. “I truly did. We had a good marriage and together we
made our clan strong.”
    “But?”
    Alina glanced in her direction. “But I never forgot about
Ciar or how much I loved him. Teivel and I were partners, Ciar and I were so
much more. When your sisters found me, I thought it was a sign. It was my
chance to change the past.”
    “But who’s the Clan Lord now?” Mikayla asked. “Why can’t
Ciar rule?”
    “Ask Ciar,” she replied. “I have told you too much already.
He is not a man who appreciates others prying into his life without
permission.”
    “I know how private he is.”
    “I’m sure.” Alina turned to face her fully. “Your spell may
be the best thing that has ever happened to me.”
    “Not exactly what I was going for,” she replied, unable to
keep the frost from her voice.
    Alina inclined her head. “I am grateful you sent your
sisters to find me. Truly I am. But I need to be clear. Ciar is my future and I
won’t let anything get between us again. Do you understand?”
    Mikayla stiffened.
    “I see the way you look at him and I’m not an idiot. Any
woman would want Ciar as her own. But he’s mine.”
    “You gave him up.”
    “We were always destined to end up together,” Alina replied.
“You can’t stop fate no matter how strong your desire. Ciar is a demon. He will choose me.”
    Mikayla jerked back, stung. She knew that was the plan. She
had to give Ciar up to this woman but that didn’t stop the anger simmering
within her. “You’re pretty confident for a woman who threw him away like a
broken toy.”
    “I was his first love,” she replied. “He will never care
about you the way he did me. I owe you, Mikayla, so I will give you this piece
of advice. Don’t fight a battle you will never win.”
    She pushed away from the rail before Mikayla could protest.
As Mikayla watched the demon go, she knew Alina’s request was not unreasonable.
But that didn’t stop her desire to fight the beautiful woman. Or prove her
wrong.
    Long minutes ticked by as she stood alone in the dark. From
the kitchen she could hear Alina’s trilling laughter and the low voices of her
sisters. But there were no growls or woofs to indicate the presence of the
poodle on everyone’s mind. Which meant for a few rare moments, Ciar was alone.
She shook her head at the foolish thought. Alone, perhaps, but not eager to see
her.
    Mikayla tapped her fingers on the wooden rail. There had to
be a way out of this. Something they hadn’t thought of yet. Alina wasn’t right
for Ciar. Maybe she had been once but not now. She was too…power hungry. Too
calculating. Ciar needed someone…
    Like me.
    She shook her head. Even if that was true, she’d never get
him to see it. Her tapping fingers increased their pace. If love wasn’t the
answer she needed, then maybe magic would be.