Chapter 33
Oyo was deeply entwined in the arms of her lover, but my grandmother had been right—she sensed the shard of magic the instant it touched him. Struggling to free herself, her eyes met mine for a split second...just as Yuki thrust the magical dagger directly into his beloved’s breast.
I’d thought I was prepared for this eventuality. After all, Sakurako had assured me this was only a magical neutering, not a death blow. But I still flinched at the horror on Oyo’s face as she realized that the man she loved had conspired with the woman she’d trusted in order to take her down.
Light flared around her body as fox ears sprouted from the top of a still-human forehead. The sulfurous stench deepened as Oyo cringed down over her belly, moaning as she was caught in the worst sort of shif
