Welcome to The Slaughtered Lamb Bookstore & Bar

I’m Arwyn Cassandra Corey, the sea wicche. It requires a lot more work than I’d anticipated to remodel an abandoned cannery and turn it into an art gallery & tea bar. It’s coming along, though, especially with the help of a new werewolf who’s joined the construction crew. His sexy, growly, bearded presence is very hard to ignore, but I’m trying. I’m not sure how such a laid-back guy got the local Alpha threatening to hunt him down and tear him apart, but we all have our secrets. And because I don’t want to know his—or yours for that matter—I wear these gloves. Clairvoyance makes the simplest things the absolute worst. Trust me. Or don’t. Totally up to you.

I’ve recently been pulled into helping local law enforcement find a missing child. Don’t get me wrong, I’d be more than happy to help if the visions I had to endure to do so weren’t so painful. Still, I can’t say no, so you can add police consultant to my resume. Given my druthers, I'd stick to my art and, in the words of my favorite sea wicche, help poor unfortunate souls. (Good luck trying to get that song out of your head now.)