“Verst?rker,”Buckley answered after rising to stand awkwardly before the rest of us.“It’s a magical amplifier.”
“Why would they feed a bunch of normies a magical amplifier?” Parker wondered aloud.
I’d wondered the same thing silently and found the answer quickly.
Connie squeezed my hand under the table. She and I both knew what the coven had been up to. They’d been trying to draw out other Terrans.
“We can’t know,” Fluffikins lied to the others without so much as a glance my way. “The good news is that it won’t hurt them and doesn’t need to be reversed.”
“Still, we should follow up,” the angel Greta said, offering me a matronly smile.
“I agree,” Mr. Fluffikins said with a quick nod. “Which is why I’ll be sending Tawny door to door to follow up with all those who dined at Bollyweird before we shut it down.”
“Are you sure the normie is the right choice for this assignment? I could have it done faster and better,” Melony argued, crossing her arms and slumping back in her chair.
“Yes,” the cat said. “Tawny is the right choice, especially considering my next announcement.”
All eyes zoomed to me.
Connie kept tight hold of my hand and leaned to whisper in my ear.“They can’t know I’ve changed. Keep my secret if you want to keep yours.”
Fluffikins strode over and plopped down in front of me on the table.“During this mission we discovered the most magnificent thing.”
“Oh?” Greta offered me a bright, encouraging smile. It seemed so long ago that she offered me her angel armor and ultimately saved my life. I hoped she’d be proud of what I was becoming, even though I was under strict orders never to reveal the truth to her or anyone else.
“Go ahead, Tawny,” Parker urged, pointing an equally gigantic grin my way. “Tell them what you told me.”
Oh, right.
“I’m not a normie. I’m a witch. Surprise!”
Gasps rose from those who hadn’t heard the news yet—either the fake news or the actual discovery Fluffikins had made about me.
“You promised me liaison to the force first!” Melony protested.
“Relax, Haberdash,” the cat growled, the fur on his back pricking up. “Your job is safe, even though Tawny will no longer be a temp.”
“Is her work with the PTA done?” Greta asked with a pinched brow. She’d rooted for me from day one, and unlike Parker, she’d never doubted that I could make it in this strange new world of magic.
“No, but mine will be soon,” the cat announced solemnly.
More gasps.
“As you all know, I’m on my seventh life. I’d like to be able to retire some time during my eighth and enjoy my ninth pursuing the various luxuries available to a cat of my stature. As such, I will be training Tawny as my replacement.”
“A diplomat!” R balked, twisting his long beard around his hand pensively. “That’s a pretty big promotion.”
“Yes, it is,” Fluffikins said, keeping his eyes fixed on mine. “But I have full faith that Tawny can handle whatever comes next.”
30
So there you have it…
In the span of not even twenty-four hours, I found out that I was the last known member of the most powerful species to ever exist.
I absorbed a strong magical current and found out it was able to control me just as much as I could control it.
I raised the dead, not just once but twice.
The irritating cat boss was revealed to be my biggest supporter all along.
An ornery vampire became my best friend.
I got a fake promotion.
And was directed to keep my true nature a secret from everyone, including Parker.
The two of us officially became an item, of course.
Then there’s the wannabe magical dictator who plans to either enslave humanity, destroy it, or both.
And, oh, yeah. I’m the only one who has even a sliver’s chance of stopping that from happening…
When this all started, I was just a part-time romance novelist turned paranormal temp.
And now I’m the one person who can either save the world or end it.
No pressure, right?