remove the Changeling part of them. They have no hatred in their bodies or minds and didn’t want any children they might have to be born with or develop any evil Changeling blood.”
“You can do that?” Kip asked. If he could, his respect for the man would definitely increase.
James glanced at Kalan. “Not without the help of my lovely wife, but yes, it can be done.”
“That’s all well and good, but how can the two young lovers retrieve Randy’s magic?” Kip asked.
“I won’t ask them to even try, as it would be too dangerous. I’m hoping they can find the location of your brother’s powers. The rest will be up to you.”
The whole concept of storing powers still made no sense, but James seemed to think otherwise. Because Kip had no idea where to look, he would have to trust this man. “How do you know the Changelings haven’t already used Randy’s magic? There might be none left.”
James smiled, looking like a priest about to bestow wisdom on his parishioners. “The Changelings can only use borrowed powers on the red moon.”
He knew that how? He mentally erased that thought. Neither Rye nor Kalan had mentioned that James’s information had ever been wrong or misleading. At that thought, the intense tightness in his shoulders began to dissipate. “So we have some time then.”
James nodded then stood. “Gentlemen, I have some work to do and people to contact. I’ll be in touch.”
Kalan rose, and after he shook James’s hand, Kip followed suit.
“Thank you,” Kip said.
As soon as they stepped outside, Kip wanted to hear what Kalan thought of the meeting—strange as it was. He didn’t like that his friend’s posture was rigid. Perhaps he believed the immortal could hear their conversation.
Kip walked up to him. “Well?”
“If James is helping, we have a shot.”
That calmed him a bit. “So now what?”
“We wait.”
Damn.
*
Teagan was happy to be working at the spa and even arrived a few minutes early. Now that she understood her visions could help those she cared about, her attitude had improved.
Missy stepped out from the back. “I thought you were going to take a few days off.”
“I changed my mind.” Teagan smiled.
Missy grabbed her arm and walked her back behind the counter. “Okay, you look too happy. What changed? Spill.” She clasped a hand over her mouth. “Are you back with Kip?” She tilted her head. “You had wild make up sex, didn’t you?”
Heat climbed up her face, and then Teagan laughed. She loved how her cousin’s mind was like a Gatling gun, shooting out possible scenarios one after the other. “Kip did stop over and we did enjoy each other, but that isn’t what changed.”
“Oh, I don’t know about that. If I had some passionate sex, I bet my attitude would certainly improve.”
Teagan laughed again. “Okay, that did help, but your sister talked me into seeing Rosa Rivera.”
“Rosa? Didn’t her husband pass away recently?”
“Yes.” Teagan told Missy about their conversation, though it was more of a one-sided discussion. “Rosa convinced me that having my visions can help those around me.”
Missy wagged a finger at her. “Didn’t I tell you to warn Kip the first time you had your vision—so you could help him?”
She had. “Guilty, but it’s hard to tell someone about a vague threat. You know I don’t like scaring people or being wrong. Remember, I never see exactly what could happen, just that it won’t be good. When I saw myself with Kip, I thought I could change things.”
Missy rubbed her arm. “I know you had your reasons, but regardless of what happened in the past, I’m really happy you’ve decided not to hide anymore.”
“Actually, I am too.”
A customer entered, cutting their powwow short. Miriam Sanchez was there for a massage. Teagan escorted her to the back room, and immediately the incense and aromatherapy calmed her. Once Miriam changed, Teagan began her work, allowing her mind to wander.
“You can do that?” Kip asked. If he could, his respect for the man would definitely increase.
James glanced at Kalan. “Not without the help of my lovely wife, but yes, it can be done.”
“That’s all well and good, but how can the two young lovers retrieve Randy’s magic?” Kip asked.
“I won’t ask them to even try, as it would be too dangerous. I’m hoping they can find the location of your brother’s powers. The rest will be up to you.”
The whole concept of storing powers still made no sense, but James seemed to think otherwise. Because Kip had no idea where to look, he would have to trust this man. “How do you know the Changelings haven’t already used Randy’s magic? There might be none left.”
James smiled, looking like a priest about to bestow wisdom on his parishioners. “The Changelings can only use borrowed powers on the red moon.”
He knew that how? He mentally erased that thought. Neither Rye nor Kalan had mentioned that James’s information had ever been wrong or misleading. At that thought, the intense tightness in his shoulders began to dissipate. “So we have some time then.”
James nodded then stood. “Gentlemen, I have some work to do and people to contact. I’ll be in touch.”
Kalan rose, and after he shook James’s hand, Kip followed suit.
“Thank you,” Kip said.
As soon as they stepped outside, Kip wanted to hear what Kalan thought of the meeting—strange as it was. He didn’t like that his friend’s posture was rigid. Perhaps he believed the immortal could hear their conversation.
Kip walked up to him. “Well?”
“If James is helping, we have a shot.”
That calmed him a bit. “So now what?”
“We wait.”
Damn.
*
Teagan was happy to be working at the spa and even arrived a few minutes early. Now that she understood her visions could help those she cared about, her attitude had improved.
Missy stepped out from the back. “I thought you were going to take a few days off.”
“I changed my mind.” Teagan smiled.
Missy grabbed her arm and walked her back behind the counter. “Okay, you look too happy. What changed? Spill.” She clasped a hand over her mouth. “Are you back with Kip?” She tilted her head. “You had wild make up sex, didn’t you?”
Heat climbed up her face, and then Teagan laughed. She loved how her cousin’s mind was like a Gatling gun, shooting out possible scenarios one after the other. “Kip did stop over and we did enjoy each other, but that isn’t what changed.”
“Oh, I don’t know about that. If I had some passionate sex, I bet my attitude would certainly improve.”
Teagan laughed again. “Okay, that did help, but your sister talked me into seeing Rosa Rivera.”
“Rosa? Didn’t her husband pass away recently?”
“Yes.” Teagan told Missy about their conversation, though it was more of a one-sided discussion. “Rosa convinced me that having my visions can help those around me.”
Missy wagged a finger at her. “Didn’t I tell you to warn Kip the first time you had your vision—so you could help him?”
She had. “Guilty, but it’s hard to tell someone about a vague threat. You know I don’t like scaring people or being wrong. Remember, I never see exactly what could happen, just that it won’t be good. When I saw myself with Kip, I thought I could change things.”
Missy rubbed her arm. “I know you had your reasons, but regardless of what happened in the past, I’m really happy you’ve decided not to hide anymore.”
“Actually, I am too.”
A customer entered, cutting their powwow short. Miriam Sanchez was there for a massage. Teagan escorted her to the back room, and immediately the incense and aromatherapy calmed her. Once Miriam changed, Teagan began her work, allowing her mind to wander.
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