Will didn’t sit on the stoop for long when Cassandra walked over and gestured to the door.
“Follow me please.”
He nodded and got up to let her unlock the door to the shop. He quickly looked at the documents in his folder and settled down when everything checked out. Will frowned at his t-shirt and torn jeans. He wasn’t dressed for an interview, but he didn’t have enough time to go through his clothes to find any of clean outfits.
He bit the inside of his cheek at the pain against his side.
If I can make it through this interview I’ll be fine. Will took a breath and rubbed his side.
Cassandra’s voice took him away from his thoughts. “Excuse me, it’s alright to come in.”
Will put on a professional smile and walked inside. It looked like a human coffee shop on the outside, but the flowers and charms displayed the magic on the inside. The charms and pendant around her neck confirmed that she was a witch. He thought she was a psychic from the ad. It asked for another barista, baker, and/or a tarot reader to work afternoon, evening, or late nights. He wouldn’t be able to do the readings, but he could make a cup of coffee.
Cassandra led him into an office in the back of the shop. She walked behind the desk and gestured for Will to take a seat in the chair in front the desk. He bit the inside of his cheek at the pain in his side when he sat down. He hoped she didn’t notice the grimace when he sat down.
“Hello my name is Cassandra Hawkins. I received your application in my inbox the other day and called back for confirmation. It’s nice to meet you Will.”
“Yes you did. It’s nice to meet you too. Do you need to see anything?”
“Just the documents I specified in the email to make sure everything is right.”
“Okay here you go.” Will slid the folder over to her. He resisted the urge to hold his side and looked around the room instead.
“Hey, you can calm down. I may be a witch, but I’m not going to hex you for the heck of it.” Cassandra smiled.
“Oh, right, sorry I’m a bit nervous.” Will gave a sheepish one back as he resisted the urge to wrap his arm around his waist. I can do this. Just a few more minutes and I can be in pain in peace.
“Take a breath, not everything that’s out there about witches are true.” Cassandra grinned and handed Will his folder. She reached for one with the name of the shop on it and passed it to him. “Everything checks out, welcome to Rue Coffee and Readings, where you can get a nice cup of coffee and a tarot reading all in the same day. I’m looking for another barista, baker, or reader. If you can do all three that’s great. If you can only do one that’s great too, as long as you can make it in during your days that’s all I care about. So what are you looking for?”
“Barista and baker,”
“Sounds good, are you allergic to anything?”
“As you know this shop takes people from the three communities Coven, Amulet, and Arcadia. We also take people from the human world and Eco the faerie community. Besides food, are you allergic to anything else?”
“Um, I’m a werewolf, but as long as there is no silver I’m fine. I can handle silver plated things, but real silver makes me feel bad.”
“Okay, is there anything else?”
“Alright, you can fill out these forms and will put you through.” Cassandra reached for another folder, but stopped at the frown on Will’s face. “Are you okay? You look flushed.”
Shit. Will nodded as he quickly wiped the sweat off his forehead. “I’m fine, just nervous that’s all.”
“Are you sure? I can get you a glass of water.”
“No, no I’m fine.” Will tried to wave it away as he gripped his side.
Cassandra shook her head and got out of her seat. “It’s no problem. You can always go home and we can reschedule the appointment for a later date.”
“No, no I can finish this.” Will gripped his side tighter as he breathed through his nose.
He had the fight with his alpha three days ago, but his side still bothered him. He knew his makeshift care wouldn’t last long, but he couldn’t go to the hospital. The longer he stayed in that pack the longer it would take to leave and he wanted to leave as fast as possible. Will had the things he needed at home. He just needed to get through his interview.
However, he didn’t get further than the floor. The last thing he heard was Cassandra calling for a healer before he passed out.