reverse my spell, then. It worked—just not enough. It brought out the beast, but not far enough. We need something stronger."
"Can you do it? Can you separate him from the beast?"
"I think so. But I'm going to need Charlotte's help."
"Charlotte?"
"My cousin. She's from Seattle, so I don't think you have to worry about her spilling the beans to Bethany."
Daniel smiled. “At this point, it doesn't matter to me anymore. We have to get Vance back to normal before he hurts someone else."
"We will. We'll find a way."
* * * *
"He had a lot of nerve telling you that you were reckless when he kept a secret like that,” Charlotte said.
Emilie entered the kitchen with a newly delivered pepperoni pizza. She sat their dinner on the table and slid into the seat opposite her cousin. Charlotte's green eyes held disdain for the Garrison brothers.
"It wasn't an easy secret for him to tell.” Emilie's heart still ached for Daniel, and her body did, too, but she refused to dwell on that now. With Charlotte here, they had to concentrate on their spell work.
"You had no idea your spell would set off a transformation. God, you might have set them both off."
Emilie shook her head as she dug into her pizza. It was good to have Charlotte around. Her presence would keep Emilie's thoughts on the business at hand. “Daniel can't transform. He's second generation, only a quarter wolf, and he's never been bitten."
"The spell could have triggered a similar reaction in him, though.” Charlotte rolled her eyes and reached for a can of soda. “You could have ended up with the two of them battling it out over who got to eat your spleen."
"Nice image.” Emilie gave her pepperoni a skeptical look. “Thanks!"
"We've got sixteen days until the next full moon. It seems like a lot of time, but we can't waste it. The sooner we get this done, the better off Vance will be. I suggest when we do the spell, we chain them up just to be sure."
Emilie sighed. “I told you, Daniel doesn't transform."
"So he says. But who knows what else he hasn't told you? For all you know, he's a vampire, too, and just hasn't mentioned it yet."
"I doubt that. I've seen him in daylight."
Charlotte smirked. “But have you seen him naked?"
Emilie groaned. Just exactly what she was trying not to think about. “What's that got to do with him being a vampire?"
Her cousin shrugged. “Nothing. I was just wondering if you were heeding my sage advice not to get involved with him."
"Yes, I have heeded your advice.” Emilie kept her voice neutral. Lying to Charlotte was damn near impossible, but she had no intention of admitting that she'd been having impure thoughts about Daniel. In fact, she'd been plagued by them since he'd left her apartment on Saturday night. She still wondered why she'd let him go and had not invited him to spend the night. Maybe because she would have felt like a guy—taking advantage of his emotional state to sate her own desires. That's what Charlotte would say, of course.
Hopefully, with her cousin staying until the next full moon, Emilie would be able to refrain from doing something she'd regret, like inviting Daniel over for coffee, or dinner—or sex.
"All right. Why don't we start by taking a supply inventory?” Charlotte's segue to business interrupted another foray into Emilie's carnal fantasies.
"Good idea. I'm pretty sure we'll need some fresh wolfsbane."
"And chains. Don't forget the chains."
CHAPTER 11
"So what do you think of our new resident witch?” Bethany asked over breakfast on Tuesday morning.
Daniel nearly sucked coffee into his lungs at her question. He swallowed hard and coughed. On the far side of the breakfast table, Vance gaped.
"Who—?” Daniel's voice hadn't cracked so badly since the age of thirteen. He coughed again. It had been hard enough keeping Emilie out of his thoughts since he'd left her on Saturday night. But having Beth ask about her nearly caused him a heart attack.
"Don't play coy.” She
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