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living room, where he saw Delilah poised on the edge of one of the coffee tables. She was eyeing the mantel over the fireplace, even though it was covered with harvest decorations. “Delilah, stop right now. Don’t you dare! Delilah!”
But she ignored him, leaping to the thin ledge. There wasn’t room for both her and the basket of pumpkin-shaped gourds, and she managed to catch a garland as she slipped off, which brought down the basket and everything else with it. The mantel was bare, there were decorations everywhere, and Delilah sat on the ground, looking a little dazed, with the garland hanging around her neck.
Shade pounced, scooping her up. He carried her to the kitchen, where he plunked her down on the counter. Holding her firmly, though she was squirming to get free, he glared at Camille. “Change her back. Now.”
Camille nodded, closing her eyes. She held out her hands.
“Two from one, to one from two,
This spell I now remove from you,
Shift now from the form we see,
As I will, so mote it be.”
Amid a sputter of sparks, a faint blue light emerged, engulfing Delilah. She let out a brief yowl, but stopped squirming. Shade let go, jumping aside to avoid being in the way when she transformed back. A moment later, she still sat there in cat form, her fur a bit ruffled. Giving what sounded suspiciously like a sigh, she started to groom one paw.
“Why isn’t she back to normal?” Shade glanced at Camille.
“I don’t know. That should have turned her back…Maybe.”
“What do you mean maybe ?”
She shrugged. “The spell I used originally was the bilocation spell. It backfired. This was a basic spell to break another spell. Apparently it’s not working. Another backfire, I guess. Or it just won’t work on a spell that backfired.” Camille picked up Delilah and held her up in the air by the belly. “You’re so cute! You’re so pretty—what a pretty girl!”
“Camille!” Shade stopped as she turned around, her eyes narrowed. Oops , not a good idea to yell at one of the women who allowed him to live in her house. Especially since she was married to a full-blooded dragon. “I’m sorry. I’m just…What are we going to do?”
“My guess is that she’ll change back when she’s ready. Or the spell wears off. And it will wear off. That much I know. I just don’t happen to know when .”
Shade stared at her, his mouth open. “How long could it take?”
Camille shrugged, giving Delilah another kiss on the head. “The longest time one of my backfires took to wear off—the time I made my clothes invisible—was a week.” Before Shade could say another word, she shoved Delilah in his arms. “We’d better get going. Don’t worry! I’m sure it will wear off before the weekend’s over. Just watch her closely and keep her out of trouble.”
And with that, Camille darted out the door, followed by Menolly, leaving Shade alone holding his fiancée by the collar.
Shade stared at the door as it slammed shut behind them. What the hell was he supposed to do now? He glanced down at Delilah, who was squirming in his arms, trying to get free. The next moment, she playfully sank her claws into him. Startled, he let go. As she hit the floor, four paws running, she darted off toward the laundry room.
“Delilah! Delilah, you come back here.” Shade started to chase after her, then forced himself to stop. It wasn’t like she hadn’t run around in cat form plenty of other times. Chances were good that if he chased her, she’d stress out. And stressing out would be counterproductive to the end goal, which was: Delilah on two feet, again.
He decided to fix himself a sandwich while he waited. As he filled his arms with turkey breast and bread and mayo and tomatoes, a crash made him jump. Tossing the food on the counter, he raced toward the noise, which sounded like it was coming from Hanna’s room.
“Hell, what now? They didn’t forget to take Maggie with them, did they?” At
But she ignored him, leaping to the thin ledge. There wasn’t room for both her and the basket of pumpkin-shaped gourds, and she managed to catch a garland as she slipped off, which brought down the basket and everything else with it. The mantel was bare, there were decorations everywhere, and Delilah sat on the ground, looking a little dazed, with the garland hanging around her neck.
Shade pounced, scooping her up. He carried her to the kitchen, where he plunked her down on the counter. Holding her firmly, though she was squirming to get free, he glared at Camille. “Change her back. Now.”
Camille nodded, closing her eyes. She held out her hands.
“Two from one, to one from two,
This spell I now remove from you,
Shift now from the form we see,
As I will, so mote it be.”
Amid a sputter of sparks, a faint blue light emerged, engulfing Delilah. She let out a brief yowl, but stopped squirming. Shade let go, jumping aside to avoid being in the way when she transformed back. A moment later, she still sat there in cat form, her fur a bit ruffled. Giving what sounded suspiciously like a sigh, she started to groom one paw.
“Why isn’t she back to normal?” Shade glanced at Camille.
“I don’t know. That should have turned her back…Maybe.”
“What do you mean maybe ?”
She shrugged. “The spell I used originally was the bilocation spell. It backfired. This was a basic spell to break another spell. Apparently it’s not working. Another backfire, I guess. Or it just won’t work on a spell that backfired.” Camille picked up Delilah and held her up in the air by the belly. “You’re so cute! You’re so pretty—what a pretty girl!”
“Camille!” Shade stopped as she turned around, her eyes narrowed. Oops , not a good idea to yell at one of the women who allowed him to live in her house. Especially since she was married to a full-blooded dragon. “I’m sorry. I’m just…What are we going to do?”
“My guess is that she’ll change back when she’s ready. Or the spell wears off. And it will wear off. That much I know. I just don’t happen to know when .”
Shade stared at her, his mouth open. “How long could it take?”
Camille shrugged, giving Delilah another kiss on the head. “The longest time one of my backfires took to wear off—the time I made my clothes invisible—was a week.” Before Shade could say another word, she shoved Delilah in his arms. “We’d better get going. Don’t worry! I’m sure it will wear off before the weekend’s over. Just watch her closely and keep her out of trouble.”
And with that, Camille darted out the door, followed by Menolly, leaving Shade alone holding his fiancée by the collar.
Shade stared at the door as it slammed shut behind them. What the hell was he supposed to do now? He glanced down at Delilah, who was squirming in his arms, trying to get free. The next moment, she playfully sank her claws into him. Startled, he let go. As she hit the floor, four paws running, she darted off toward the laundry room.
“Delilah! Delilah, you come back here.” Shade started to chase after her, then forced himself to stop. It wasn’t like she hadn’t run around in cat form plenty of other times. Chances were good that if he chased her, she’d stress out. And stressing out would be counterproductive to the end goal, which was: Delilah on two feet, again.
He decided to fix himself a sandwich while he waited. As he filled his arms with turkey breast and bread and mayo and tomatoes, a crash made him jump. Tossing the food on the counter, he raced toward the noise, which sounded like it was coming from Hanna’s room.
“Hell, what now? They didn’t forget to take Maggie with them, did they?” At
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