the best friends I had, I made sure to keep any and all attraction under wraps. I wasn’t into breaking up love affairs. Love was too rare to tamper with when you found it.
“Kae, how are you feeling this morning?” Jason was one of the few people who still called me by my name. Most people called me Fury , but Jason chose to help me remain connected to a time when I had just been Kaeleen Donovan, before my mother died and I had taken on the full mantle of divine demon hunter and dark moon witch.
“You don’t want to know. Ugh, I had horrible dreams.” I shrugged off the sheath holding my sword, propping it against one of the chairs, and slid out of my jacket. I still felt like I had been punched in the gut—another lovely side effect from being out on the Crossroads.
“You look like you lost a bet with a bottle of vodka.” But the smile fell away as he realized I wasn’t returning it. He wiped his hands on a cloth and stepped out from behind the counter.
I wandered over to a well-used sofa against the opposite wall. As I dropped onto the welcoming cushions, I leaned my head back. Every ache and pain running through my body began to clamor for attention and I realized I still wanted to sleep.
“So what’s next?” he asked.
“I wait for Hecate to call. I’m not sure what’s up, but she told me that there’s something going on. At least I got the Abom.” I grinned at him.
“And you did a good job of it, by the way you looked last night. Kae, I don’t envy you,” Jason said. “Honestly, I don’t know how you manage to navigate through the minefield of being a Theosian. Especially running off-grid. How you remain… you …after you’ve faced some of the assignments you’ve been given confounds me. I don’t know if I could do it.”
“Facing my mother’s murderer was harder than any Abomination I’ve had to kill.” I held his gaze, feeling both jaded and very young at the same time.
“I know, kiddo. I remember.”
Jason had taken me in from the time I was thirteen, after I had been forced to watch my mother die at the hands of a ruthless serial killer. He had given me a place to stay, fed me, sent me to school, and made sure I got my ass to my lessons with Hecate. Thirteen years later, when I was twenty-six, I tracked down my mother’s murderer and cursed him for life. I had wanted to kill him, but Hecate had other plans. That night, I took the name Fury . It fit.
And Jason? He had never turned his back on me, and I would never turn my back on him.
“I’m not a kid anymore and you know it,” I said softly. “I’m thirty now, and Hecate expects me to do what she asks. Failure is not an option, and there’s no getting out of the gig when you’re born one of the Theosians.”
He laughed as he pushed himself off the sofa and returned to his work. “Kae, I’m a hawk-shifter. I’m two hundred and twenty-four years old. Minor goddess or not, you’re still a kid to me. Get used to it.” But he hesitated, and I felt his gaze lingering on me for a moment. Then he went back to his work. “I have to finish making this spell powder. We’re out and people will be coming in today looking for it. Apparently, it’s Bonny Fae week.”
“Oh, crap.” The Bonny Fae came into Seattle from the Wild Wood twice a year. When they did, it seemed like every eligible man or woman in the city wanted to catch their attention. Dream Wardens sold a lot of love and lust spells during this time. The fact that potions and powders seldom worked on the Fae didn’t seem to harm business. People believed what they wanted to believe.
“That means everybody and their brother’s going to be walking around under a glamour spell, doesn’t it?”
“Oh, it gets better. Not only are the Bonny Fae in town, but the Portside Festival begins tomorrow afternoon. I can use the extra manpower if you want to put in a few hours for me.” He rolled his eyes, but I knew full well that Jason loved the pageants and