Page 33 of The Witch’s Daughter

Her very naked human form.

“We need clothes,” she said, barking out the order as the scents of her sisters and Cerberus grew stronger. One large tent was set up near the trees, but the two females came rushing out from it.

“Didn’t you just get there?”

“What happened to your stuff?”

“We shifted quickly.” Trish dragged her hands over her face. “Give me a second, I’m out of breath.”

She smells so good. My wolf stepped forward, sniffing and drawn by Tisiphone’s scent.

What is wrong with you? I yelled, wrestling for control. We’d seen her naked before. Plenty of times. As shifters, nudity didn’t affect us.

But my wolf was salivating.

“Clothes for him too.” Tisiphone turned and bopped my wolf on the nose.

He blinked, stunned.

It gave me enough time to take over our body by forcing the shift. Meg tossed me a pair of loose female pants, which I struggled to get into, as Tisiphone pulled an oversized shirt over her head.

“Is someone going to tell us what happened?” Alec leveled me with a glare. I’d almost forgotten how angry she always was, and I couldn’t understand why. I did know I never wanted to be on her bad side.

Tisiphone was so different from her sisters despite them being identical. It was easy to forget they were triplets. She didn’t feed off of Alec’s anger, calming instead as she took a deep breath.

“So that Vincent warlock guy?” Trish said. “He’s nuts. He’s got a vendetta or something and is going to get us all killed.”

“Agreed.” I growled, feeling ridiculous in the too tight lilac sweatpants. But I was the only true Alpha here, despite Meg being an alpha wolf too, and it was my job to handle situations like this. “We need to get word to all the packs that Vincent means to go to war with the humans. Do either of you have a paper and ink?”

Meg nodded, grabbing me supplies. I hastily scribbled a note to Victor explaining what to do in case of an emergency and telling him to be prepared.

Alec was still watching me with that angry look in her eyes. “War with the humans? Why?”

“The warlock is saying he’s going after the other witches born within city walls,” Tisiphone explained.

And there I heard it. The little bit of agreement she had for this cause. By the looks on her sisters’ faces, they shared the same sympathies.

But it wasn’t the time to make rash decisions. We needed more support until we knew the threat we were up against, and I didn’t trust this warlock at all.

It might be best to leave, my wolf thought bitterly.

“I’ll get the rest of the coven packed up and we’ll head back first thing in the morning,” I said, trying to sort through the best way to keep everyone safe. I guessed I didn’t need the letter to Victor.

“No, don’t do that.” Trish frowned. “We just got here. And we don’t really have any information to give Alpha Kera other than what we heard tonight.”

“You want to stay?” Meg asked. “What happened to complaining about this festival the whole trip over?”

Tisiphone tugged at the hem of the t-shirt she was wearing and shrugged.

My heart was still beating fast from the run, but it skipped for an entirely different reason when Tisiphone wouldn’t raise her gaze to meet my eyes.

She wants to be here… With me?

Alec looked between the two of us before sighing. “I’ll go. I’m faster than Meg.”

“Want to bet?” Meg growled.

“Can you two just stop?” Trish stomped her foot on the ground. “This is serious.”