I glanced at him, fearful to say anything. Demetrius was sitting there gazing at me, waiting for an explanation. I was trying to think of something to say. Anything. Then it hit me: the potion to help a vampire control his obsession.
"I was just trying to find a way to help you more. After you told me you were struggling, I figured it would help."
"You're lying to me," he declared. I didn't know how he did it, but he knew. "This book holds the spell to bring your wolf back. I recognize it."
"Go to the page about bringing my wolf back and then flip to the next," I responded as sweetly as possible.
Demetrius did as I said and then grinned at me. He seemed to have relaxed. He looked over the potion he would have to take and looked back at me. I think he believed me.
"Sweety, I don't thin
