Hank
HankStanding in front of the seemingly random house in the generic, nondescript neighborhood, the air still tinged with the power from the mother of the King, even though she walked away long ago. It lingered in the atmosphere like the pulsing energy after a lightning strike, and it was the reason my knees trembled and my head felt light.
But as I turn in the direction the orange cat had disappeared in and shake away the power of the old witch’s magic, I let the reality of what happened sink in. Callie had shifted into a cat. She is a shifter and none of us had sensed it all along, and now the mother of the King is charging us to find and protect her.
Lucky for us, that’s exactly what I want to do.
"Where the hell did Callie go?"
The Dowager Queen had ridden with us to the neigh
