Rhett slowly crept out of the underbrush, and I reluctantly followed. It can’t be over that easy. My heart raced as we went out into the open. I flicked my ears around, listening to sounds of danger lurking, but couldn’t hear anything.
Ansel and some of the other wolves began to shift to their human form. Rhett and I stayed close to him, glancing at the motionless beast before us. Argonathe stretched and huffed.
“This is the thing you were all afraid of?” He waved his hand at it like it was nothing.
“It’s rather small!” A small woman appeared next to him, as if out of thin air. She looked like the classic pixie, petite, with short, stylish hair. The only thing she was missing was a pair of wings. If I didn’t know she was Fae, I would’ve guessed her harmless.
A few other Fae appeared, a
