I knew I was in for more than I'd planned the moment I passed through the house wards and into the kitchen. There were strangers here, the feel of them clear to me now they weren't masked by the protections wrapping our house in magic.It took me a moment to decide what to do. I heard voices talking, coming from the living room and was pretty sure Mom felt me the moment I arrived home. I tried to keep the rustling of my shopping bags to a minimum as I stuffed them into the corner behind the table, not sure why the sounds I made caused me to flinch and wince. It was as if I was intruding in my own home or didn't want to be noticed all of a sudden.The little girl in me wished she was anywhere but there just then.Mom needed me, I was sure of it. She didn't reach for me or influence me with magic, but I could sense her now that my power was united, and always seemed to know what she was feeling in a peripheral sort of way. I shook off my nerves. This was my house, our coven's house. N
Quaid's grip was so strong and insistent I didn't manage to pull myself free until we reached the kitchen. I finally used magic to wrench myself from his grip, turning on him with a vicious snarl."Don't ever touch me again." I could finally let my fury out. He needed to know just how little I thought of him and his precious family. "Ever.""You're embarrassing yourself," he snapped. "Get it together."Oh no he didn't. I was embarrassing myself? Really. "Maybe you should think about what you just said," I hissed. "Maybe you'd like to observe your precious cousins and see who exactly is doing the embarrassing."He blushed. Quaid blushed. He knew what they were like and he still defended them. "Just forget it," he mumbled, turning away.It was my turn to catch his arm and jerk him back. "I'm doing my duty," I said with as much ice in my voice as I could muster. "I'm heir to this coven and I'm fulfilling that role. Maybe you should mind your own business, Quaid. Go back to your littl
I felt them come to my door while I threw my private hissy fit, but ignored them. First Erica, then Dad. Mom last. Not one of them tried to enter without my permission, so that was one good thing. They finally accepted the fact they couldn't just barge in on me and treat me like a total child. Now if I could only convince them to stop keeping their damned secrets, everything would be hunky.I wasn't feeling particularly grown up at that moment. The little girl inside me sobbed and raged and threw things. My demon howled her outrage, her fury at Quaid while Shaylee wept for another love lost.Me? I just kept screaming.I let the bubble collapse at last, falling to the bed myself, all of the energy I'd held inside since meeting the brothers outside Johnny's finally gone. As I lay there, staring at the sparkly pink chandelier Mom insisted on putting in my room, I came to grips with the truth of the matter.Quaid wasn't mine anymore. I'd known it already, but now I had proof. He was go
Sleep was a problem. If my life continued the way it was going, I'd end up with some kind of weird night disorder scientists would want to study. I tossed and turned, mind bouncing from Quaid to Ameline to wondering if he'd kissed her and if he liked it. He better not like it. Better not.Sassafras sighed next to me for the millionth time, his way of letting me know I was disturbing him. Yeah, suck it up, fuzzball. My love life just fell apart around me and he was worried about his beauty rest.I jerked upright suddenly, head cocked toward the window. Something howled in the distance. What was that? Galleytrot was on his hind legs, front paws on the sill, looking out over the yard. His eyes glowed red, a deep and menacing growl rumbling just loud enough for me to hear."Galleytrot." I knelt on my bed, looking outside, listening as Sassafras joined us, flat nose pressed to the glass. "What was it?"He didn't say anything, ears perked, tail still, entire body tense. I'd never felt hi
When someone knocked on the kitchen door, I spit out my mouthful of corn flakes. A little edgy, Syd? I wiped up the early morning mess quickly before rushing to see who it was.Blood's smiling face looked back at me through the glass. I jerked the door wide, gaping at him."Syd," he said in his slow drawl. "Yo."Why did the sight of him standing there make me want to burst into tears?"Hey, Blood." Only then did I remember I was in my T-shirt and pajama bottoms with the silver kittens on them. Sassy's idea of a joke.He bobbed his head, black hair falling over his made-up eyes. "Sorry to just show up. You know. Uninvited.""You're always invited." I stepped back. "Come on in."But he shook his head. "Was thinking a bit of a stroll."I hid my sigh. My cereal was getting soggy. Galleytrot lifted his big head from the floor, watching me."Sure," I said, grabbing a hoody from the closet and sliding my feet into flip-flops. "Let's stroll."The big black dog padded after us as we l
I found myself walking into Johnny's that afternoon to meet Alison for ice cream. Not because I wanted ice cream, mind you. Even I was willing to admit I only went to see if the brothers would show up.I promised Mom, but if they started something... oh, I'd be finishing their butts right out of town.Alison waved at me from our usual booth, big glass windows shining sunlight in on her. She wasn't alone and I was almost annoyed to find Pain sitting with her. I got over that pretty quick. Pain needed us, from the look on her face. She smiled a little when she saw me, lower lip trembling.Okay, supportive friend it was. Hopefully I could maintain the warm fuzzy feeling if the Dumonts made an appearance.My second shocker came when Beth approached us and handed us menus with a nervous smile, dressed in the flouncy skirt and T-shirt the owner made his staff wear."Beth?" I didn't mean to stare or anything. She just hadn't said a word about the job. I mean, I knew people had jobs. That
Beth wasn't close enough for me to catch her physically. All I had was magic. I threw out some air in front of her, supporting her, preventing her from face planting into the floor. The only problem was, she hung there at an impossible angle for what seemed like a long moment, eyes locked on mine as her fear subsided.I rushed to her, closing the distance to try to disguise the catch, helping her stand up straight."Thanks, Syd," she whispered before hurrying off. I glared at the brothers while Kristophe made kissing sounds at me and Jean Marc grinned. Page laughed out loud, directly at me before turning her back.The only one who didn't react was Ameline. She just stared at me with her dead eyes and flat expression. I was so caught up in her gaze I didn't notice Quaid was beside me until he had a hold of my arm-hadn't I told him not to touch me?-and was dragging me outside.The moment we were on the street I hit him with air magic, slamming him into the side of the building. I did
Funny how when I was under threat all of my magic synched together like, well, you know. I swelled with power, feeling my body vibrate with it, almost welcoming the chance to blow the crap out of something. The werewolves shuddered out of the shadows, approaching me on all fours, their massive, hairy bodies more wolf than human. Their eyes glowed like Galleytrot's, red and menacing, but their resemblance to him ended there. Massive hands tipped with claws punctured the firm ground with sickening sounds, a low hum of growling counterpoint to the song of my magic.Only six of them. I could totally handle it.I was about to attack first and ask questions of their bloody corpses later when one of them slunk forward, body shimmering and shaking. It was hard not to watch in sick fascination as the werewolf transformed, shrinking, softening, the fur retreating, to be replaced by smooth white skin and long red hair.She'd retained her underwear during the change, somehow, so at least I didn