Pirate Witch (The Deadwood, #3)

by Marie Mistry

“You are thinking too much about the battle,” my familiar warns. “The battle is over the second we do our job and kill the Eagle. That’s the only thing you should be focusing on. Well, that and making us both a midday snack.” I roll my eyes. “You’re going to get fat,” I whisper to her,

“It’s not fat, it’s fluff,” Opal corrects. “And your vampire says it just makes me cuter.”