Once family time was over and she'd deemed Dad sufficiently recovered, Mom spent the rest of the evening trying to restore his power. Which meant Sassafras endured it right along with them.I waited, watched, saw the pain in Sassy's face, his endless squirming, waffling between empathy for what was clearly an uncomfortable process for him and annoyance he was making such a big deal out of it.It was as if Mom was trying to use the family magic to wrestle the power out of Sassy, but every time the column of power dove inside him, the amber magic reacted, at first fighting her, then dissipating so her energy simply slid through him like a sieve over water.When Dad finally cried out while Mom's magic wove a lattice between the pair, hurting him too, she finally relented."We'll try again in the morning." She patted Dad's hands without a glance for the rest of us, including Meira who clung to me like I could save her from what was happening.Mom ushered us all out, Sassy and Galleytr
To my shock, I slept the whole night through, waking when my alarm clock screeched its annoying song. I smashed the snooze bar aggressively, just wanting five more minutes, before the memory of yesterday intruded and drove me out of bed.Mom's door was open when I peeked in, she and Dad missing. I felt around as cautiously as I could, not wanting her to think I was spying or anything.Come down to breakfast. Her mental voice was tired but firm.Okay then.I grabbed a quick shower and threw on my usual T-shirt and jeans for school before pounding down the stairs to the kitchen. School. Was I nuts? I slowed as I spotted the neatly folded sheets piled on the couch, heard voices coming from the kitchen. I eased down the hall, watching as Mom turned and handed Dad a cup of coffee.Like nothing happened. She even smiled at him. For a precious moment I latched onto the hope maybe she'd fixed it after all, that Sassy was his furry self again, Dad had his power back and we could forget eve
I'd been to the magic caverns so many times, I forgot Sassy had only been there once with no time to explore. The moment the Gate's power opened the entry and let us in, the former cat turned teenager was practically lost in the endless stacks of books. Galleytrot lifted his big head from his usual place under Liam's desk and followed him.I sank into one of the big chairs with a sigh as Liam handed me a can of soda from the small fridge he'd installed, one of his only nods to modern technology. That and his laptop.Ancient Sidhe magic or not, a guy couldn't be expected to survive in this day and age without his favorite modern conveniences."How's your dad?" Liam took a sip from his own can, eyes full of concern.I shrugged, not really wanting to talk about it while I listened with growing annoyance to Sass and Galleytrot laughing in the stacks at something they'd found. Sassy didn't have the right to be amused. Not while my father was reduced to nothing thanks to him.A deep bre
I walked in the back door, the blanket still clutched to my chest, barely noticing the sound of voices coming from the kitchen. When Dad's rumbling baritone broke through, my head snapped up and I hurried down the hall. No big surprise to hear his voice, but there was a tone to it that sounded almost happy.Had something happened?I'm sure I must have looked funny as I came to a halt just across the threshold, a child's blue blankie in my hands, the front of me covered in silver cat hair, mouth gaping as I stared at my father sitting casually crossed-legged and relaxed at the kitchen table, a cup of coffee half-way to his smiling lips."Syd?" The mug lowered, his blue eyes steady, locked on mine, no hint of the haunted look he'd worn just this morning in his gaze. "Are you okay, cupcake?"Had he totally and completely lost it? I glanced up as movement caught my eye to see Mom deliver a plate of cookies to the table, still playing Little Miss Domesticated like nothing had changed. I
Before we headed downstairs, I paused at my desk, an idea forming, fed by my demon side. She hissed a suggestion at me I hadn't considered. Sassafras watched as I pulled open my top drawer and dug around inside, led by her prodding. He scowled as I exclaimed a soft, "ah-ha!" and pulled out what I was looking for, my demon humming in happiness at the sight."Where did you get that?" He frowned at the crystal I held up, the last of the light barely registering on its shining surface, the barest flicker of amber magic showing deep inside. I'd never noticed anything like it before."My demon," I said. "Took it from Demitrius." I'd forgotten all about it. She'd been trapped inside it, kept prisoner by the insane leader of the Chosen of the Light, only breaking free of the bubble of power he'd kept her in with my help. That same night Demitrius met his fate, the Wild went back to sleep in our yard. I'd emptied my pockets before bed and found it. "I tossed it in there," I gestured at my des
My stomach heaved as I landed on my hands and knees on a hard stone floor, the deep crimson of the rock suddenly wet with the contents of my stomach. Luckily there wasn't much to come up, but I still expected to see fluttering, brightly winged insects fly out of my mouth.My eyes flickered over the hands supporting me, taking a long moment to register the color of my skin and nails. Where was my pale complexion? The sideways crescent moon scar on my left hand where I'd been stepped on with a soccer cleat? Long, dark brown nails and red tinted skin replaced the lightly freckled and well-gnawed reality I was used to.I sat back and looked up, groggy and confused, just as a portly demon bent down in front of me, a huge smile on his round face."Hello, Sydlynn," Theridialis said. "Well done, my dear."I gaped at him, wiping at the string of drool left over from upchucking. "Hi," I managed.He offered one hand, straightening to his full height, still smiling. "Come on, then," he said.
I quickly sat on the floor, Meira still in my arms, and told Mom what I'd done.Her reaction wasn't what I expected."You did WHAT?" Mom was usually pretty pale, her porcelain skin perfect. But now she looked almost ghostly, more like her vampire brother did before he had a chance to eat."Theridialis took me across," I said while Meira stared up at me."What was it like?" Her voice was low, soft, but I could hear real curiosity. At least I'd distracted her."Pretty cool," I said. "He invited me to come visit when this is over. You could come too."Mom reached out and grasped my hand, squeezing so tightly I jerked free of her with a startled squeak."Sydlynn Thaddea Hayle," she said, voice trembling in fear and anger all swirling together, "you and your sister will be doing no such thing.""Why not?" We asked in chorus and for the first time ever I found myself wondering why we'd never thought of visiting Demonicon before, even when Dad was whole and himself."Because," Mom sa
The moment we entered the Sidhe library, Sassafras grabbed a book and buried his face in it, barely looking up at us or even acknowledging Liam and I were there. I wanted to smack him, but a grunt and swipe of the tongue from Galleytrot warned me off. He curled his huge body up under Sassy's propped feet, as if guarding my friend from something.Liam didn't seem to notice the discomfort of the moment or, if he did, was too kind to say anything. Instead, he leaned over a piece of what looked like parchment, the corners thick and frayed, an actual quill and inkpot sitting nearby.He flushed a little when he saw me looking and shrugged."Seemed appropriate," he said. "Besides, for some reason all of my regular pens dry up after only an hour or so in here."Sidhe magic and tradition. Talk about being trapped in the past. It was a wonder Liam's laptop worked. Speaking of which, we weren't exactly in Kansas anymore. The cavern we sat in wasn't really under town hall, but in another place