Page 67 of All's Fair in Love and Magic

He tried to hand it back, but I waved him off. “Drink some. I told you I was sharing.”

Though he seemed a bit reluctant, he took another sip.

“What’s their shop called again?” I asked. “I feel like I’ve heard of it.”

“Coffee and Toffee. The cheerful blonde said one of their locations is calledCoffee and Toffee and Cake. Guess they bought out a bakery in Wildwood.”

“Isn’t Wildwood full of wolf shifters?”

“Mmhm. And a couple of blood wolves, I guess.”

“Holy shit, really? Who made them? Does the supernatural government know?”

“One of them is mated to the Alpha, so I’m sure the government knows. I don’t know who made them, though. I can’t imagine the demons have heard who created them either.”

“Probably not.” I stole the cup and took another sip before I handed it back.

Making blood wolves was a horrible process. Only the worst witches would be willing to try it, and only the extremely powerful could actually accomplish it.

I pulled out a couple of plants and the first of the dog tags. The resort’s logo was on one side, but the other was empty. A small, sharp tool was at the bottom of the bag, and I assumed it was for engraving.

“Making hybrids of any kind is considered unethical, isn’t it?” Liam asked.

“Oh, yeah. Some are definitely worse than others, though. You can’t make a blood wolf in the womb.”

“What would my mother have had to do?” Liam asked.

I eyed him sideways as I sat up with all of the stuff I’d gathered. Or that he’d gathered, I supposed. “I thought you didn’t want that information.”

“I didn’t want to ask my mom.”

“She probably didn’t share things like that anyway, did she?” From what he’d told me, the answer was a loudno.

He shook his head and took another sip. “What the fuck did they put in this?”

He was changing the subject for his comfort.

I was totally figuring him out.

“Chocolate, cocaine, and lust magic probably,” I said. “Theyaredemons.”

“Since when is lust magic transferrable?”

“Pretty much anything is transferrable if you have the right tools.” I wiggled my fingers, then focused on setting the plants out on one of my thighs. The dog tag went over my other one, and I checked out the thing I’d be using for engraving.

Liam held the cup toward me, and I took a long sip before I handed it back.

“How many tags did you bring?”

“The shop had a dozen, so I grabbed all of them.”

That was probably a good call. I was used to drawing runes on weird surfaces, but I wasn’t sure how long it would take Liam to get more if I blew through the supply without any success.

“Sweet.” I pulled a pin out of my hair and pricked the back of my hand, absently picking up a piece of each plant so I could dab blood on each of them to tie them into the magic. The runes would be bound to the plants they originated from, so as long as some of the plants were alive, they could help keep the rune stable.

“How draining will this be?” Liam asked.

“I’m not going to pass out again, if that’s what you’re wondering.”

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