Irregular Witches: Very Secret Society Of

Samir dropped his tea. "Do that again."

Maggit opened a tiny bookshop that smelled faintly of toast. Lark ran a bakery where the scones always had exactly the right amount of clotted cream. Samir became a "lost and found" consultant—no magic required, just excessive curiosity. And Finch started speaking again, one word at a time, in a voice that sounded like wind chimes. very secret society of irregular witches

"And they won't," Samir said slowly, "because undoing a Binding creates a magical backlash big enough to... what? Destroy a city block?" Samir dropped his tea

The Society still watches. Enforcers still visit. But the Binding holds, because Bindings made by Irregulars don't follow the rules. one word at a time

"What if the Society is wrong?" she said.