Wolf's Witch (Salem Pack #1) - Lisa Kessler

Wolf’s Witch – Copyright © 2022 by Lisa Kessler

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First Edition July 2022

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Thanks for another amazing book research adventure to Salem.

I’m so lucky to have you in my corner.

Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

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Dedication

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Epilogue

Acknowledgments

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Wolf’s Witch

Book 1 of the Salem Pack

by Lisa Kessler

CHAPTER 1

Ruby

When most people thought of Salem, Massachusetts, they thought of witches. But the first thing that popped into my head was werewolves. And I’d been a witch all my life.

I folded the Salem Broom Company T-shirt and laid it on top of the stack as the cold spring rain poured from the sky outside, pelting the storefront window of the Crow’s Nest. This was the off-season for our little town, and a rainy day made it even quieter.

I checked the clock. Lillian should’ve been back by now.

Lillian Baer owned the Crow’s Nest, a metaphysical store on historic Essex Street. I’d worked here for the past five years, ever since I’d rejoined the Coven of Light after trying to lead a more mundane life without magic at Boston University. Lillian also led the coven, and recently, had selected me to be her successor.

The irony didn’t escape me that our coven operated right out in the open in the heart of the same town that killed my ancestors for witchcraft.

I was one of the few members of the Coven of Light that could trace my family line back to one of Salem’s founding families. Three of the daughters of William and Joanna Towne had been arrested for witchcraft. Rebecca Nurse and Mary Eastley hadn’t even been witches. I descended from their sister, Sarah Cloyce, who had been arrested, but escaped the hangman’s noose. By a strange twist of fate, she had been the only one with true magic in her veins, although there were no records that she’d ever learned to use it.

The bell on the back door jingled. “Ruby?”

Lillian was in her eighties now, but her voice was still as pure as a wind chime without any sign of a wobble.

“I’m in the front,” I called, breathing a sigh of relief that Lillian was okay. I worried about her driving in bad weather. I couldn’t help it. After the fire that killed my parents, I didn’t take a single day for granted.

The back of the store had a meeting room and two smaller psychic-reading rooms. Some of our members were gifted in delivering messages to the tourists who visited our city. Most of the profits from the Crow’s Nest went directly back into the coven’s treasury to be used for supplies for rituals and spells, as well as to help any members who might need it.

Lillian came through the velvet curtain dividing the retail space from the meeting space and smiled. She wore a violet sheath dress with a fine silver chain clipped around her waist like a belt. Her long silver hair was up in a bun today, highlighting her slender neck. She’d never been married, but she was nothing like the old spinsters portrayed in movies. She practically glowed with a sensual vitality that attracted attention. She often enjoyed the company of men; she just chose not to marry any of them. These days she seemed to have the old werewolf Alpha on