Chapter 136-1
Kiana
Alone in the bedroom, with the waxing crescent moon visible in the window, I took a deep breath and focused on my wolf. All day I’d been distracted by her. My normally small and quiet other half of me shimmered with magic. I could feel her happy and wolfy playful smile as she rose within me. Naked, I closed my eyes and called to her.
She came without hesitation. It was almost enough to make me cry during the change. When she refused me, I feared that she’d always refuse me, that she’d concede to my magic from here on
out.
On all fours, I stretched and shook as if I could get rid of the excess energy inside of me. Then I headed over to the mirror. She looked mostly normal. Still small and scarred, but her coat looked a
little thicker and healthier.
At least I wasn’t shimmering in magic.
“Kiana?” Troy said quietly as he opened the door. “I can feel your anxiety. Are you…oh, hello
beautiful.”
My wolf loped happily over to him and immediately leaned against his legs. With a chuckle, he bent down and rubbed her head. I paused and waited for a reaction.
It wasn’t my imagination. He frowned as he ran his fingers through my coat, and then he reached for my scars. There was no disappointment when he felt them, and he investigated my coat again. “You look amazing, sweetheart.”
My wolf preened, and I rolled my eyes inwardly. Secretly, I was pleased. She rarely got a chance to show-off, and she never got the chance to impress. When she licked his face, he chuckled softly.” Do you want to go for a run?”
Neither of us had the energy, and when I rose up to the surface, she receded without question.
After the shift, I looked inward again.
There she was, shimmering in magic.
“Everything all right?” Troy asked as he reached down and helped me up from the floor. “You seemed upset before.”
“Not upset. I just…she feels different. I wasn’t sure what it meant. She didn’t come when I called for
her in the mountains, and I was worried that she wasn’t ever going to come again.”
“Did she resist?”
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Chapter 136-1
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Crawling into the bed, I shimmied under the cover to get warm. “No. I think the magic inside me is healing her. Every time I check in on her, she’s drenched in it, and you felt her coat.”
“I did.” Stripping down, he joined me and pulled me against him. Immediately, his warmth started to surround me, and I wiggled happily against him. “She likes the magic, doesn’t she?” he asked.
“This is going to sound strange, but I think she always knew that it was there. She just couldn’t find a way to tell me.”
My thoughts were racing. The ternary. The sheer number of witches on the property. Magic
lessons.
“I haven’t even seen Razor’s Edge yet,” I whispered as my heart broke just a little.
“Tomorrow morning, we’ll go see it,” he promised. “The kitchen is finished. We’ll have breakfast there. And when you’re ready, you can open it for business.”
I snorted. As if there was ever going to be time to run the bar. “The first night that I was here, I bit
Parker.”
“What?”
“Yeah. He reached over to open the door behind me, but I thought he was reaching for me. I bit him so hard that he started to bleed. He called me feral.”
Behind me, Troy’s chest rumbled with laughter, and I turned around and glared at him. “It’s not
funny!”
“You were definitely feral then. You still are a little.” With a relaxed smile, he reached up and touched my face. “I know you think you’ve changed Kiana, and in some ways, you have. You’ve opened your heart, but you, at your core, are still the same. You’re amazing. The things you’ve done to survive and to help where you can. Having magic doesn’t change that.”
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