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might discover that I’d helped Carmela.
    Elliot’s lips pulled away from his fangs. If it had been anyone else, I might’ve felt threatened, but with Elliot, it was just a sign of frustration.
    “There’s more to what you’re saying; I smell something else here. This man wasn’t working alone.” He bent by the area where the necromancer had knocked me against the wall. “There’s something familiar about this lingering energy. Afraid I can’t place it though.” Casting me a glance, he added, “Sorry.”
    I shrugged. The less Elliot knew the better, at least for the moment. I’d figure out who tried to kidnap me. Necromancers were rare these days, and not many roamed this city. “Guess we’ll see who doesn’t arrive at the meeting tonight.”
    “Just because I recognized the scent doesn’t mean they’re connected to the High Council. This doesn’t feel vampiric.” Elliot took another sniff before rising to his feet. “No, they might play a smaller role. As impressed as I am with your formidable skills, I don’t think you would last long if two High Council members ambushed you. Besides, they wouldn’t want to risk their necks. Perhaps it was done by minions.”
    “Since when do you hang out with minions of other High Council members?” I raised an eyebrow at Elliot, glad he wasn’t paying any more attention to the scents around my place.
    Elliot groaned. “It’s not what you think. Some of us have a libido.” A grin cracked his lips. “Or do you have one? Does fur fulfill your tastes better?”
    A hiss escaped my lips before I could catch myself. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    “I see. Why the visceral reaction? Maybe because it’s true.” He leaned in and winked. “Don’t worry. I won’t go against our friendship. Even if it forces me to compromise my duty as a responsible vampiric denizen.” His smile widened, flashing a lot of fang.
    “I’m not attracted to her.” I gritted my teeth.
    “That’s good. Then you won’t mind if I tattle on her to the Cazador , or worse, our fellow High Council members.” Elliot’s eyes narrowed, and I felt wholly discomforted by this exchange.
    “Fine, I am. Don’t mention anything about her to anyone . It’s not like there’s any chance for us. Besides, she’s with someone, and even if we were together, I’d have to protect her from our kind’s wrath.”
    Elliot chuckled and shook his head. “Well, it seems like you’re more screwed up than I am. That’s a first.”

EXCERPT FOR THE WITCH WHO CRIED WOLF
     
    CHAPTER ONE
     
    Mia
    Jessa’s New Age shop—Eternally Magick—was empty. Usually, Jessa was around. But, right now, she wasn’t. I leaned against the front counter, resting my forehead against the cool glass. Athames, crystals, jewelry and really cute dragon statues were locked in the case beneath my fingertips. While I enjoyed hanging out at the shop and seeing what new potions were available, I wished Jessa had given me some kind of clue as to why she wanted me here. But she was my best friend and mentor; the reason had to be important, if for nothing else to spend much needed time together.
    I glanced over my shoulder at the wall of ingredients lining the shelves, ripe for the picking. It had been a while since I’d made a new potion. Maybe if I could stock up on a few things...
    “Not what you’re here for,” I whispered to myself. The urge to see what she had nearly drove me away from the counter, but I held myself in check.
    Making potions was one of my hobbies. I loved the creativity and excitement that went into building something from nothing, and the brief connection with my power.
    Tapping my fingers on the counter, I stared at the curtained-off backroom. Worry crept into my chest. Why wasn’t Jessa here? She never stood me up. This wasn’t like her.
    “Jessa?” Usually she came right out when the bells on the door chimed. Biting my lower lip, I considered going into the back. Someone could