Page 116 of Howl You Doin?
“How rude!”
She gets to her feet and squares off against him, the air crackling with energy. He lets out a ferocious sound and starts after her, yellow tinting his eyes as fur sprouts on his forearms. He growls at her, and I can tell it’s a warning for her to stop meddling.
“You know what?!” she shouts. “Take this, you ungrateful little mutt.”
My eyes widen at her words, and also because Connor is suddenly lifted off the floor. His gaze is stark with fear and he’s there one second and gone the next, disappearing from thin air as his clothes drop to the ground.
“Connor?” My voice is a startled whisper, just as a low whining sound emits from the bundle of fabric. My jaw drops. “Oh my god, what did you do?”
Silence spreads, the room going deathly quiet for a moment.
“I turned him into a puppy.” Her voice sounds like she is completely unashamed by that.
“You didwhat?!”
“Oh, like it was my fault,” she exclaims, waving her arms. “You saw him. He wastotallyabout to bite my head off.”
“He was not!” I snap. I don’t actually know. Who knows with Connor? And I already have a feeling he’s actually not super content with Odette’s power.
She gasps, as if she can’t believe she’s been caught in her lie, and levels a finger at me. “Whitley, werewolves and lycans are both extremely fertile, and newsflash, human birth control isn’t always foolproof when it comes to your kind. I was trying to do you a favor, which is why I mentioned the potion in the first place.I was only trying to help.”
A sharp puppy yip steals my attention, making my stomach sink. I bend down and get on my knees, brushing Connor’s jeans off the small husky puppy, with big blue soulful eyes and cute little ears, that peeks up at me. His little tail wags where it’s tucked between his legs, and he whimpers loudly.
I cuddle him to my chest. “Oh my god, turn him back.”
Then, like the universe refuses to give me a moment of peace, I hear movement in the hallway.
“Whitley, is that you? I’ve been trying to find you all day,” Maria says, before she peeks her head into the room. Her eyes grow wide, as does her mouth when she smiles. “Oh, my goodness! That is the cutest puppy. Can I pet him?”
Maria comes into the room and greets Odette, obviously assuming she’s a new guest and the husky is hers.
“Umm, sure,” she says.
I stare in horror as Maria baby talks the entire way to Connor in puppy form in my arms before taking him from me.
She turned my boyfriend into a puppy.
“What did you do?” I whisper-yell at Odette while the puppy tries to lick at Maria’s face, obviously not conscious as himself in this form.
“He’s so much cuter this way,” Odette says, a genuine smile pulling at her lips as she watches him.
“Odette, be serious.” I stomp my foot and give her a look that conveys,What the actual fuck?
“It will be alright, and it should wear off,” the dark-haired witch whispers with a shrug of her dainty shoulder. “I was annoyed, and he was being rude.”
I gape at her. “You didn’t have to turn him into a puppy,” I mutter back.
I’m horrified as Maria begins rubbing Connor’s soft underbelly and he wags his tail, his tongue hanging from his mouth. Maria laughs happily and holds Connor to her face, letting the little husky lick all over her.
I know Connor well enough to know he will literally have a conniption when he discovers what Odette did. Actually, I think he’ll be mortified to learn that he was being baby talked by Maria.
“Odette,dosomething and fix this,” I say, frowning at her as a cold shiver of dread slips up my spine. I really don’t want to see a furious Connor again any time soon.
“I can’tdoanything, Whitley. It’s just going to have to wear off. Messing with magic like that is dangerous,” she says, flipping her hair over her shoulder.
“Then why did you magic him at all?” I whine.
“I was a bit busy trying to not get eaten by your testosterone-loaded boyfriend.” Sarcasm drips off her tone, and my vision goes to yellow.
