Chapter 24

ZORAN

We had gotten home, showered and were sitting with fresh mugs of coffee made by my kitten and some store-bought brownies that were lying around.

The spell had shaken her, I had seen the fear and despair in her eyes and the way that flicker of hope had faded from them. We were now sitting on the rug in front of the fireplace. Our mugs in hand, the smell was welcoming, mixed with hers that I