Hello, my friends. In two short weeks FOR WITCH OR FOR POORER, book 5 in my paranormal wedding planner series will release.
I’m excited about this book, because it centers around Giz, our tech wizard on the team who has some secrets of his own that he’s been keeping. I’m excited to share his story and happy-ever-after with you.
So to prepare for the upcoming release, I’m sharing an excerpt with you today. Are you ready?
Giz watched his teammates in amusement. If anyone saw them now, they would question how the five of them worked for the Tribunal, keeping peace between the various supernatural factions as well as hiding their existence from humans.
They were an interesting bunch. Devin was an elf and their team leader. He had recruited Connor and Jack for the team. They were twin werewolves who had run the Elf Forest as children with wild abandon along with Devin. Devin had also recruited Charlie, a sea nymph and former SEAL for the team. Charlie then dragged Giz on the team after they served together in the Navy. Of course, Charlie was the kick-butt-and-take-names guy, and Giz the backroom tech guy on the SEAL team and, come to think of it, on this team, as well.
Today, Devin had brought the team together for a very important project. One they were failing quite spectacularly at.
“Connor, you’re putting it on backward!” Devin growled.
“No, I’m not. It has to slide up and down in the front.”
“Exactly. Try and slide it.”
Connor pulled on the wood slats and they wouldn’t budge. “Shit.”
“Where did the instructions go?” Jack asked.
“I can’t find them,” Devin said.
Charlie leaned his tall frame down into the large cardboard box, throwing Styrofoam out of the way. “Oh, for Fates sake. There has to be a set of instructions in here somewhere.”
Giz shook his head. How many supernatural did it take to put together a baby crib? Devin and his wife Alex were expecting their first child in a few short weeks. A baby the team and their mates were all anxious to meet. The fact he or she would be the first elf-faerie-human baby, just added more tension for the already nervous father. Not something Giz would be telling Devin anytime soon.
Charlie stood up with a booklet clutched in his hand. “Found it!”
Devin held up his hands as if giving a speech. “Guys, we can’t screw this up. When we bought the crib, Alex asked me if we needed to pay the extra money for assembly.”
“The correct answer should have been yes,” Charlie responded, his lips quirking up into a grin.
“Yeah,” Jack said. “And what’s this ‘we can’t screw this up’ business. It’s not our fault you insisted you could put this together.”
“Do you honestly think Alex is going to let me live this down? And by extension, do you think-” Devin looked at Charlie, “your wife, Sheila.” He turned to Jack, “or your wife, Julia,” and then Devin glared at Connor, “or your mate, Olivia, is going to cut you any slack?”
For once, Giz was relieved he didn’t have a mate. He chuckled and regretted it instantly when four sets of eyes narrowed on him.
“What are you laughing at?” Devin asked.
“Yeah,” Connor and Jack said at the same time.
Charlie waved the instructions at him. “Why don’t you use your magic and put this together, oh wise and powerful warlock?”
Giz’s humor seeped away at the words. He would not be using his magic to put together the crib. Time to deflect. “Do you think Alex would let you live down me using my magic? That’s cheating. Give me the instructions and I’ll tell you doofuses how to put it together the right way.”
They groaned, and he held out his hand until Charlie passed him the booklet. “Quit whining. We have to put the changing table together after this. I would like to finish before midnight.”
They grudgingly got to work after Giz scanned the instructions and had them sort the pieces into piles. Giz was good at schematics and code and all things tech-oriented. The crib started to take shape under his direction. There would be no magical intervention. And he wouldn’t be sharing why.
He barely used his magic now. He relied on it only when absolutely necessary for their job, and more so to detect magic and put a stop to it. He was closer to the four men in this room than anyone else, but he couldn’t bring himself to tell them the truth. Even though they all had their own set of innate powers, magic could be more of a problem than an easy solution.
He could attest to that.
Connor’s phone rang and he checked the screen. “It’s Sully.”
Giz reached for the legs Connor had been holding so Charlie could continue attaching the frame to them.
“What’s up?” Connor said. He listened for a moment and frowned.
Giz hoped nothing had happened with the pack. There had been enough upheaval recently, they didn’t need more drama.
“Yeah, Jack and I will come see you this afternoon,” Connor glanced at Giz. “He’s with me right now. Hold on, I’ll ask. Are you free this afternoon?”
“We’ll see you at three.”
“What did Sullivan want?” Jack asked.
“The new head of pack security is putting in some updated security measures. He would like Giz to review them with him.”
“Is there a new threat he’s worried about?” Devin asked.
Connor put his phone back in his pocket. “Nothing specific he said over the phone, but if there is, Jack and I can get it out of him this afternoon.”
Giz didn’t like the nervous ripples running down his spine. His grandmother used to call it his witch sense. He didn’t ignore it since it usually meant something important was going to happen – good or bad – he didn’t know, but what he did know was it couldn’t be ignored.
So what do you think? Is Giz going to end up in trouble???