So… no biggie?
I paced, unable to remain still as all the information swirled in my head. “How did we catch Calista, and the other one so easily the first time?” I asked Cass.
He shrugged, hooking a thumb into his waistband. “Either they let us catch them, or Calista’s done something to become ten times more powerful since then.”
“Like partner with a witch,” Molly chimed in, referring to our earlier theory.
I nodded. “Or she’s fed on some human souls.”
Molly blanched, but Cass nodded. “Or both,” he added. “I’ve heard that sirens can give their gift of immortal beauty to another. That could be how she’s paying the witch.”
“With human souls?” I asked.
Cass nodded. “Like bind your witch powers to me, and I’ll add fifty years to your life and make you look twenty again.”
Holy shit!
Witches weren’t immortal. They died after a hundred and twenty so years, and they looked old as hell like the rest of the humans. Youth would be a powerful motivator to a witch. I needed to contact the human police, and find out if they had any recent unsolved murders.
Brock, who hadn’t said a word, stood.
“Where are you going?” I asked my baby daddy.
“To get my shotgun. I don’t like where this conversation is going.” He disappeared into the house and reappeared thirty seconds later with two weapons. One he handed to Molly, the other he kept for himself. “If I remember correctly, you know how to use that,” he stated.
Blushing, she accepted the shotgun with a nod.
I looked around our small group. “I need to shift into my fox form, and search Brock’s land for the gate.”
“Our land,” Brock corrected.
“What?” I frowned.
He grinned at me, making me go all gooey inside. “We’re pack now. It’sourland.”
Marry me now.
That crazy traitorous thought came out of nowhere, and I hurriedly shoved it to the back of my mind.
‘So you went ahead and joined the pack?’Cass’ terse words entered my mind.
I swallowed hard. I’d been avoiding telling him.‘Yes,’was all I said.
He made a face but let it go. For now. “Should you shift so soon?” he asked aloud. “Remember what the witch told you.”
I shrugged. “I think I have to shift. We need to know where the gate is so we can guard it, and Brock doesn’t know where it is. That giant demon that came out of it last night could have been Calista’s lost sister, and then where would we be?”
Brock sighed in resignation. “Alright, but I’m calling Sabine to monitor you.”
“Fine,” I relented.
Three sirens as powerful as Calista? I wasn’t sure I could handle such a thing.
“It seems likely that Calista’s only recently bound herself to the witch. It’d explain her sudden surge in power,” I concluded.
Molly raised her hand. “I actually have a theory about that. Since you caught the two sirens, we’ve had a rare astrological event. A super blood blue moon.”
I frowned. “A what?”
