Cass thought about it. “I might not have to. Let me check in with a friend. I’ll be back.” He started for the door. “T baby, you’re with me.”
I smiled as Tianna shuffled after her man, glad we’d found a quick solution.
“Text me if anything happens!” I screamed after my bestie.
When I turned to check in with the others and make a plan, my father was right there, in my face.
“Evie, if they’re registering supernaturals…”
I nodded. “I know. They’ll probably have witches and sniff me out.”
His eyes brimmed with concern. “We can’t let anyone find out what you are. It will lead the Akuma straight to you.”
Fuck. I’d forgotten about the damn Akuma again. The sirens were off in the underworld and the Akuma hadn’t shown up since.
“How can I hide what I am?” I pressed my father. If these government officials had witches capable of sniffing me out or forcing me to shift, there was nothing I could do to conceal my true nature from them. They’d have a field day if they figured out I was a kitsune.
Cho sidled next to my dad. “I have an idea. I can create a potion that will keep her from shifting or smelling like a shifter for twenty-four hours, no matter the circumstances, and it won’t harm the baby.”
“That way, worst case, she’ll just look like a mediocre witch,” Haru interjected.
That was a bit too close to home after my history of being the Black family dud, but it sounded like our best plan.
“It’s worth a try,” I told Cho.
After a curt nod, she climbed the stairs to Gran’s loft, where all the tincture-making items were kept.
Now that we had a plan in place, I couldn’t put off telling Brock any longer.
‘Hey, umm … can you guys head back early? We’ve got some news.’
His energy bristled across our link.‘Ray just told me. I’ve called a pack meeting.’
My eyes flicked across the room to Ray.
Tattle.
Brock’s second-in-command shrugged as if to say that was his job.
A pack meeting? That sounded serious. Brock wasn’t going to try to fight this … was he?
* * *
“We’re going to fight this!” Brock roared as he stood on his back porch an hour later and looked out across the grim faces of over a hundred pack members.
Oh God.
“Most of you have jobs in town and work odd hours. A curfew could keep you from making your night shifts. An ID tag could get you fired if your boss doesn’t know you’re a wolf.”
The men and women in the crowd were nodding.
‘Just what do you expect to do to fight this?’I asked my alpha privately.
He turned to meet my gaze, but answered aloud. “I have a meeting with the local vampire seethe leader. We are going to come up with a plan by morning that makes sure this new law won’t interfere with your livelihood.”
The pack roared their agreement, and then Brock looked back at me.‘Want to go meet Croft with me?’
‘Hell yes.’If my man and the local king of the vampires were going to be making some plan for rebellion, then I wanted to be involved.
