Page 129 of Sigils & Spells

“That’s Lucky,” one of the other wolves said. “She’s Darren’s mate.”

“Talk about lucky,” Corwin muttered.

Jared had to agree.

Lucky was dressed entirely in green, sporting a tiny, flared skirt and spiked boots that between the two showcased an amazing amount of skin. She wore a tiny tank top that bared her midriff and shoulders and left little to the imagination.

She had a headful of bright red hair that sprang around her in a halo of curls and begged a man to run his fingers through them.

“I’m in love,” Corwin sighed.

“Don’t let Darren hear you say that,” a wolf named Bruno said. “He’ll rip off your head before you even manage to introduce yourself.”

Corwin grinned. “Understood.”

At that moment, the door behind Darren, who was busy kissing Lucky, opened again.

This time, a number of women traipsed in.

“Great,” Corwin muttered, glaring at the woman in the lead. “I just lost my appetite.”

Jared grinned. These must be the witches, led by the infamous Natalie. “Well, since you’ve already eaten half a cow, I don’t see how it’s that big of a loss.”

“Hey, I’ll have you know I had room for the rest of that cow untilshewalked in.”

*.*.*.*.*

It wasn’tuntil Pippa was pulling into the diner’s parking lot that she remembered she was supposed to be avoiding the eligible men in town.

Damnit.

“I should have had one of the others bring you into town,” she said to Hocus Purrcus.

She debated just leaving, but she’d already committed so much energy to this task, she hated to give up now.

She’d started her venture into town at the vet’s office, assuming they would be able to tell her whether the kitten belonged to anyone, and could also check the kitten’s health and give it any necessary vaccinations at the same time.

Unfortunately, there had been a sign on the door stating the vet was at the diner having lunch.

So here Pippa was, about to enter the only restaurant in town, which meant it was probably full of all the eligible men she’d been trying to avoid.

“It can’t be that bad, right? After all, what are the chances my fated mate is inside this diner at this very moment? I’d say it’s highly unlikely, wouldn’t you?” She glanced down at H.P., who was rolling around in the seat next to her, playing with nothing obvious while ignoring her.

She sighed. “I guess we should go ahead and get it over with.” She scooped the kitten into her arms and headed for the door of the diner. “Look, there’s Morana’s truck. That’s a good sign, don’t you think? Maybe the whole lot of them are inside and we can swoop in and out so quickly, no one else will even notice we’re there.”

The kitten was too busy batting at the ties on her hoodie to bother replying.

Pippa pulled open the door to the diner, stepped inside and was halfway across the room, heading for the table where her coven was seated, when all hell broke loose.

*.*.*.*.*

Darren’s mate,Lucky, had just finished explaining to Jared and Corwin that she was not just a fairy, thank you very much—her pointed ears have given the fairy part away—but aleprechaunfairy, if you please.

She’d then gone into a mini lecture about how not all fairies were leprechauns, but all leprechauns were fairies, and therefore, it wasn’t acceptable to simply call her a fairy because that would be like calling an alpha wolf a mere canine.

Considering Jared had never met a fairyora leprechaun before (and he was pretty certain by the look on Corwin’s face, that he hadn’t either) and until now hadn’t given a single thought to the possibility that they might be more than myth, Jared was rendered speechless.

He truly had no idea what to say in response.

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