Chapter 42
Returning to fox form after days spent entirely human should have come as a relief, even more so when I was finally traveling toward my absent mate. But the tethers of my honor guards snapped back into place before I’d gone half a mile, and I ended up slogging slowly through a sodden landscape rather than dancing fleet-footed toward the west.
Still, I was single-mindedly adamant about pushing onward. Even after rational sense reasserted itself and told me that I’d get to Gunner faster if I retreated to the mansion, used Sakurako’s telephone, and called a cab.
Instead, I fought against the magical headwind, pausing only when I reached a vast pool of water that cut me off from running straight toward Gunner. Right or left? Either direction made my stomach equally queasy. And as
