Lycanthropy Files Box Set: Books 1-3 Plus Novella by Cecilia Dominic

Author:Cecilia Dominic [Dominic, Cecilia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AIBHS
Published: 2018-03-11T22:00:00+00:00

First I needed to be able to change at will, not only when my life was in danger. Sure, that was useful if I had enough warning like Max and I had had in my aunt’s house when Henry and his goons attacked, but not when the process of the change would make me defenseless for a few minutes. Since the antipsychotic had likely worked out of my system by then, what was keeping me separated from my inner wolf was whatever my aunt had done, which was being magnified by my own resistance. There was only one person alive who knew of my aunt’s magic and possibly how to reverse it. Giancarlo.

Although he had been spirit walking all night, he sounded quite awake when I called, and guilt stabbed me. Maybe he hadn’t been able to sleep since he left my place because I’d broken his heart. Or perhaps I was overestimating the effect I had on men to make myself feel better about failing with Max.

“What do you want?” he asked.

I swallowed around the lump in my throat that had formed when I heard the chill in his tone.

“I need your help.”

“What was that, Lonna?” My name sounded foreign on his tongue since I was so used to him calling me Bellissima, or beautiful one.

“I’m sorry about this morning. I need your help.”

A long sigh. “What changed your mind?”

“In the interest of being perfectly honest with each other, it’s because they took Max.”

“So you are unprotected.”

“And helpless.” Saying the words made me clench my teeth. “I need you to help me undo what my aunt and mother did so I can get my fylgia back and change at will, not just when I feel my life is in danger.”

“That is a good place to start.” He sounded interested, and the tension in my chest eased just a little.

“Giancarlo, please.”

“It is good to hear you beg. I will be right there.”

A tear splashed on the screen of my phone, and my hands trembled. I was in control of my life, of my future. What happened?

The phone rang while I still held it and showed an unfamiliar number with a 706 area code. I answered.

“Ms. Marconi, this is Dennis from the Albion Funeral Home. How are you today?” He sounded friendly and Southern, but also somber enough for his profession. I pictured a short overweight man with a mustache and a dark suit.

“I’ve had better days.”

“I’m sure, and I’m sorry for your loss. I just wanted to let you know why there’s been a delay in us calling you to make arrangements for your aunt, Ms. Gannadisi.”

“Okay.” I bit my tongue before I blurted out that I was too busy trying to save my own life to worry too much about burying my aunt. What kind of crappy niece am I?

“Well, I’m not sure how to sugarcoat this, so I’ll just say it. Your aunt’s body has gone missing.”

“What?” I leaned against the counter. “What do you mean, missing? Where

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