The Witch's Guide to Werewolves by Naomi Clark

Author:Naomi Clark [Clark, Naomi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780369501776
Published: 2020-06-25T04:59:27+00:00

Chapter Seven

Callie hid her disappointment that Devon didn’t want to stay the night again. It was only natural she’d want to get back to her own space, after all. But they swapped phone numbers, and Devon promised she’d be in touch the next day to let Callie know how she was doing.

Callie insisted on Noah leaving his number with her as well. If she and Devon figured out a way to help Devon, they could help Noah too. He insisted it was too late for him, but he also quietly asked her where Crystal Wishes was before he left, and Callie watched him head off in that direction before she closed up for the evening.

Once she’d tidied the store and locked up, she headed upstairs to her apartment with a stack of books in her arms. She had plenty more that touched on werewolves and other shape-changers, fiction and non-fiction, and she doubted she’d be able to focus on anything else that evening. So why not more research? Even the fiction books might have something useful in them.

She stuck a frozen pizza in the oven and spread the books out over her kitchen table. She lit a yellow candle for concentration and found a fresh notepad. She had dozens of empty notepads. She collected them almost absent-mindedly, and hardly ever used them because she was always waiting for something special to use them for. Helping local werewolves seemed special enough.

Evening turned into night and her candle burned cheerfully against the shadows gathering outside. She ate her pizza without tasting it, falling into a trance-like state as she delved into the myths and legends surrounding werewolves. From silver bullets to wolfsbane, from magical salves to Satanic pacts. There was seemingly no end to the ways you could become one, or kill one, but precious little information on how to be … well, good at being a werewolf.

As for curing lycanthropy, a few hours of reading left Callie convinced the cure might be worse than the disease. Starving them was recommended by the Ancient Greeks. Exorcism was favored by Medieval texts. Apparently in Germany it was good enough to just call the wolf by its human name three times. That seemed too far in the opposite direction from exorcism in Callie’s opinion.

Eventually, she realized her candle had burned out, and the words on the page before her were just meaningless squiggles. She rose from her chair and stretched her stiff back, checking the clock on the wall. It was nearly midnight. Her notepad was full of scrawlings, but she had no idea how useful any of it was.

Hopefully, Devon would come by again tomorrow and they could go through it all together. As Devon herself had said, there was nothing to lose by trying things. An exorcism was probably out of the question, but who knew? Maybe Devon could pledge herself to Saint Hubert and fix everything.

Before she went to bed, Callie drew a single card from her tarot deck. The Fool

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