“Is this something that Francis is doing from Paris, or did she not go?” Melanie asked me from the room downstairs where I’d asked everyone to gather so that we could talk about what Brice had discovered in the woods. We might be able to wait until after New Year’s to do anything about Starla, and we might be able to wait to actually do anything about this, but I at least wanted to talk to my pack about it so we could think about what we needed to do to stop the spread and get Francis Flamingo under control.
“I don’t know if she went or not,” I admitted. “I haven’t talked to anyone over there in a while, nothing more than Merry Christmas, anyway.” I had been trying to put some distance between myself and the School for Mages since Mage Jaye had promised she’d be dealing with me as soon as the holidays were over. I hadn’t felt that it w
It just seemed fitting that when I flew over to the Flamingos house, I may as well be a nightingale. I don’t know a lot about those birds, but I knew they weren’t nearly as big as some of the other birds I could’ve chosen, and I figured they probably flew at night, what with a name like that. I needed to make sure I watched for owls so I didn’t become someone’s dinner. Visions of me changing my form back into my human self while an owl tried to swallow me down cracked me up a little.I headed right up the stairs as soon as I hung up, intending just to fly to the Flamingos’ house and look for any lights that were on. I didn’t intend to do anything more than that, and I figured it wouldn’t take long. My wolves were still out in the forest and probably wouldn’t be back for at least an hour, maybe longer, depending upon how deep into the forest they decided
The beacon of light calling to me through the snowy winter air was like a lighthouse, bringing me into safe harbor, even though I knew that it was actually dangerous. I could sense, in my gut, even though I was in the shape of an owl at the moment, that I was headed into trouble. I just couldn’t get myself to stop and turn around.I had flown for over an hour when I finally got a true picture of where the light was coming from. The house was a large cabin in the woods at the foot of the mountain. It was situated between several large pine trees, and I had to think the house itself was even larger than my grandma’s, after we’d built onto it. The main part of the house was two, maybe even three, stories tall, and then there were other wings that didn’t reach as high into the dark sky. The building looked fairly new, like someone wanted a cozy cabin in the woods but also wanted it to b
It seemed to take forever for me to fly back home. The snow and wind had picked up a lot since I’d left. It was getting late, and the sky was darker by far than it had been when I’d originally flown to the Flamingos’ house, which seemed like forever ago now. I considered stopping to shift into something else, but my desperation just to get back to where I knew I was safe and could get out of the weather kept me going.When I finally got back home, my talons touched down on the railing of the front porch before I shifted into my human form and extinguished the light on top of the house I’d put there to help guide me back. I rushed inside. All of the lights were on, but the house was silent. “Hello!” I shouted, hoping that someone from my pack was there so that they could let everyone else know I was okay. The thought that something might’ve happened while I was gone
Apparently, mages and wolves take holidays off. Maybe not Halloween, but they must take New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day off because whenever I brought up the idea of going to check on the woods or that strange cabin I’d found the night before up to my pack at breakfast the next day, they all reminded me that it was a holiday, and I needed to chill out.I’d laid away most of the night thinking about the things I’d seen, so I was in no mood to be playful. Knowing that it would do me no good to go to the cabin myself and not willing to go out to the forest to check to make sure that what they’d found out about the pink trees the night before, that they were gone, by myself, I retreated to my own trees and spent most of the last day of the year feeling the power of the forest flow through me. Most of the colors I saw were familiar to me. Colors of my pack members and mysel
After the fireworks ended, Ben took my hand and pulled me back toward the house. I had a feeling all of the couples would be headed to their rooms now, which would leave Brice on his own. I watched as he shifted and took off into the woods. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. He was the only one who didn’t have a significant other, after all. Still, I got the impression that he was trying not to let it bother him. Maybe he had a lady wolf waiting for him in the woods. When Ben tugged me into the house, I forgot all about Brice.In our room, with the door closed, only the moonlight filtering through the curtains to provide illumination, Ben walked me backward to the bed, his mouth back on my shoulder, where it had been when Raven interrupted us all of those hours ago. “Where were we?” he whispered, slipping the strap of my dress down off of my shoulder. “Oh, yeah. I was tak
I woke up on January 2nd wondering if this would be the day that Ben went to talk to Starla or if he’d wait until the next day. It was a Monday, and we were supposed to start school again on Wednesday. We’d gotten emails and phone calls from Principal Short that all of the damage caused before Christmas break had been repaired. None of those messages mentioned the crazy mage who had lit a bunch of students and a teacher on fire. They made it sound as if the damage had been caused by something accidental, like a Bunsen burner that was accidentally left on too long. I guess I couldn’t blame him if he was trying to help everyone forget about the horror fest that was our last day of school.I slept pretty late that day because I was still tired from New Year’s Eve and the fun we’d had the day before, celebrating New Year’s Day. When I woke up, Ben wasn’t there. I heade
As soon as Ben headed out the door, I flew up the chimney, switching forms into a bird that followed him home. He seemed to recognize me as soon as he saw me, slowing down on the porch and waiting for me to morph into my human form. “Well, hello there, Harlow,” he said, shaking his head. He sounded more like Sam now than I could handle. “Have fun eavesdropping?”“Did you know I was there?” I asked him, checking to make sure I didn’t have any soot on me.“No, I didn’t, but I’m not surprised you were. Did you hear the whole conversation?”“Not all of it,” I said, “but enough. Do you believe her?”Ben shrugged. “I have no idea. I didn’t
We had one more day before school was scheduled to start. After about a month of being home, it seemed like torture to have to go back, but I was also looking forward to starting my last semester in high school. I had applied to a few colleges online, and every day, I would wake up and check to see if I’d gotten any responses. I would’ve loved to be going off to college, like I’d always dreamt, but I knew now, wherever I went, at least for the next year, I’d have to do it online because I’d either be needed with my pack, or I’d be in Europe. I had no idea what Mage Jaye’s plans were since we’d had our tiff since I hadn’t heard from her since the phone call where we’d argued, but she’d promised me I’d be hearing from her soon. I was beginning to think perhaps she was bluffing.Until that day before we were to start school again. W
There’s a comfy chair right next to the fireplace in the main living area of Brookstone. It has become my favorite place to sit. I can sit there for hours and do absolutely nothing but stare out the window at the beautiful forest and sparkling lake. It’s amazing to me to think how far I’ve come in just a year and a few months. I don’t just sit around and do nothing, though. I haven’t had to use my magic to fight off any other mages or shifters since we destroyed Grimly Grouse and his evil minions, but I do use my magic sometimes for other things, like producing presents for my friends or making mythical creatures to entertain us. Brookstone is as beautiful on the inside as it is on the outside. Part of that is the fact that we modernized it and redecorated a lot of the rooms. We wanted all of the modern conveniences we were used to, but we didn’t ruin the amb
My plan had been pretty simple. I’d bust into Brookstone, make the other mages and any shifters that were there think that the house was on fire, and I’d run them out to where my pack mates were waiting to take them down.I had no idea one of my pack members had her own idea of what should happen then. I guess I should have. It isn’t as if she hasn’t shocked me enough times in the past for me to expect Fionna to do something… unexpected.The mages in Grimley’s pack came streaming out of the house. Most of them went out the front door because I’d started the alleged fire in the kitchen, which was in the back of the house, on the east side. Fionna, being the tricky mage that she is, had opened a portal right on the other side of the front door so that every single one of the mages who ran out that exit sprinted right int
I didn’t bother to get a ride back to Brookstone the next day. It was clear that no one wanted to drive out there anyway, and it wasn’t as if it was a necessity. We had other ways of getting there, after all.I volunteered to change my wolves into birds so they could fly with us, but all of them passed on that. They said they weren’t used to flying and were afraid they’d fall out of the sky or something. Like I’d let that happen. I’d rolled my eyes, but since most of the area around where we’d stayed the night before was woodsy and rural, we decided it would be okay for them to walk out into the woods and shift there. The rest of us would fly over.My wolves weren’t going to be entering the property until after I knew the situation in the house. Once I knew whether we were on the defensive or the offensive, I woul
It was difficult to get rooms with enough beds for all of us, but my wolves decided they could always shift into their wolf forms and sleep on the floor, and since most of them didn’t sleep much anyway, we went with that. I was definitely going to be sleeping that night, though. I was so tired, I could barely keep my eyes open to discuss the plan for the next day. Fighting mages is hard work--apparently.“So what is our plan for tomorrow?” Kaylee asked. We were gathered in the room she and I were sharing, all of us sitting on the beds, the floor, and the small sitting area. “I take it we’re going right back there since you wanted to stay so close, Harlow.”“Yeah, we need to go right back over there and take care of things once and for all,” I said. “We just need a plan that will get rid of Grimly Grouse as s
With the ground shaking beneath our feet, the mages lifted themselves up into the air. I pulled up my wolves, too, but that didn’t help save my house. The thought of Grimly Grouse destroying my family home was enough to make me want to set his hair on fire.The ground was cracking beneath us now, some of them were at least a foot across. The idea of one of my people dropping inside of one of them was enough to make me want to fly everyone out of there and back to our rental right away.“Kaylee,” I shouted, wanting to try to fix the problem beneath us and keep my wolves out of danger. “Can you take over for me?”“You mean… float them?” she asked. “All of them?”“We can all help,” Liam said from the o
Looking around at my mages, I tried to determine who I needed to help and who was okay on their own. Liam was taking on a large male mage with a nose ring and the appearance of horns coming out of his bald head. I assumed those were placed there by magic, and he didn’t really have horns growing out of his head, but it was difficult to know for sure. “Give it up, Harlow!” I heard Grimly shout from far behind the line of advance. “I have more reserves. You cannot win.” It was difficult for me to keep my eye on this brute that was about to knock Liam out and respond to the maniac in the back. I decided to ignore Grouse and concentrate on Liam’s predicament. I was fairly far away from the fight, and there were other engagements going on between me and Liam, but I couldn’t let that stop me. The devil guy with the horn
The mages from Brookstone were slowly walking toward us, their long cloaks in a rainbow of colors not even moving from the wind they made, their steps were so even and slow. I stared at them for a long moment, trying to determine what the best thing to do was. A quick estimate told me that there were probably about thirty of them, which meant my team was outnumbered about five to one as mages went. The wolves would be able to help a little, but not much. They were mostly there to fight off any wolves that came our way, and Grimly Grouse had stopped using those, pulling out the big guns instead.We really only had two choices. We could stand there and fight and probably get annihilated because we were outnumbered so badly, or we could run away, regroup, and figure out when and how we should come back. I was really starting to lean toward Plan B, but when I looked at the faces of my packmates, I could tell t
I took advantage of the fearful flicker I’d seen in Grimley Grouse’s eyes and hit him with a bolt of power before he had much time to expect it. He got his hands up, but it wasn’t enough to completely deflect it. I ended up hitting him hard enough to knock him backward almost to the edge of the stream. The other mages around him took a few seconds to stare in shock before they remembered they had powers and could possibly do something to help him.They weren’t going to be able to help him, though. My mages were all ready, so before any of the red cloaked mages could hit me with their powers, mine had their hands up, shooting rays of light to counteract the ones directed at me. I watched the magic around me bend and shift, redirecting back the way it was coming. A few of the red mages were knocked off balance, but none of them went flying the way that Grouse did, probably because mos
I heard the first sounds of battle coming from my left, to the southwest of the house, but I couldn’t tell who it was that was caught up first by the wolves coming from Brookstone. I thought that Raven and Tony had been the furthest to the south, but I wasn’t certain. I decided I should fly over there and have a look. Of course, by the time I got over there, there was a good chance the rest of my wolves would be under attack as well since we’d seen the wolves shooting through the forest at an incredible rate spread out in a line. As I landed, I heard the sounds of battle echoing across the forest as Grimly Grouse’s wolves collided with mine. This wasn’t going to be pretty. I changed back into my mage form as soon as my feet touched the ground and immediately fired a