A Witch Central Wedding

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Devin grinned as his nephew came into sight, walking with surprising reverence, his feet six inches off the ground and shiny red cape fluttering in his wake. Lines of magic flared and swirled, a spell in the making.

Aervyn moved through the parted crowd, a carpet of flower petals floating up on the summer winds. No one moved—they were well aware the magic had only begun.

Two last steps and Aervyn slid to a stop in front of the wedding party. He looked up, face a blend of awe and adorable love. “She’s really beautiful, Uncle Devin.”

Whatever glue had been holding Devin’s emotions together cracked.

Aervyn turned, fingers flittering lightly in the air. The fingers weren’t for power—they were for care. For gentleness. With the magic of absolute five-year-old love, he pulled on the flows that would carry Lauren and her father into the circle.

Devin felt the waters of his heart swirl.

It should have been high comedy—his witch wife-to-be, wedding dress flowing, riding down the makeshift aisle on a broomstick.

It was anything but.

He was vaguely aware of Lauren’s father—proud and choked up and clutching his broomstick with one desperate hand. The other offered his daughter the steadfast support that had emanated from both of Lauren’s parents since the moment they’d arrived.

He caught the edges of crowd amusement as Leo ducked under the broomsticks and threw an excited handful of purple rice at the bride, about twenty minutes too early.

And he felt the pulsing energy of love and awe, dozens strong, shining at his back.

But when Devin forever remembered this moment, all he would see were her eyes.

His world shrunk to the ineffable link blazing to life between his soul and hers. The two who would become—in some tangible way he had never truly known existed—one.

Her broomstick settled to the ground in front of him, light as fairy dust on spun glass. A gentle kiss on her father’s cheek, and she stepped onto the flat rock that would be the place of their union  .

He reached for her hands, needing to touch. And, overwhelmed for the first time in his life, pulled her close.