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Brigette loved the little shop she’d inherited from her grandmother. If you want to find something to help you with your spells or to top off your witchy supplies, her store is the place to go.

She had a great life, even if she missed her grandmother and mom so much it hurt as they traveled around the world on cruises. She definitely didn’t need a mate. Why would she want to take the chance on a person who could choose to leave her because they wouldn’t feel the same pull a witch did? She was just fine babysitting her grandmother’s familiar, Mortimer.
Just. Fine.

And then witches started dying. No, not dying… murdered.

Who could have guessed the mate she didn’t want would step into her shop ready to ask her questions about the murders? The tall, dark, and handsome detective wasn’t going to get to her. Even if he seemed perfect.