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  "This is unreal."

  "No, having you back from the dead, that's unreal." I leaned over and finally pressed my mouth onto hers again.

  Chapter 30

  Victoria

  The cold wind flung my hair into my face. I pulled it away and stepped into a deep puddle, covering my new pump. I took a deep breath, tightened my coat around me, and shook my foot off.

  I glanced up at the darkening sky. The full moon was already coming into view in the horizon. There wasn't much time. Gessilyn had finally found the last rare ingredient for my true love's kiss spell and it would expire in less than twenty-four hours from the time she mixed it. But Toby was due to turn into a werewolf soon, and as much as I adored him, I couldn't imagine puckering up to a wolf.

  Another breeze picked up, this time sending soggy leaves against me. I hurried toward the Waldensian to drop off my backpack and change my clothes.

  A bear and a lion jumped in front of me from behind an SUV, roaring and screaming.

  I jumped back, heart pounding.

  They held out bags. "Trick or treat!"

  "Go away, Landon." I rolled my eyes.

  "You're no fun. Oh, look. Here come the Ferdinand twins. Let's scare them." He and his friend ran off.

  I shook my head. Halloween, a full moon, and a spell to bring back my memories. What could possibly go wrong?

  Despite having just eaten at the all-you-can eat place, my stomach growled. At least my bones weren't aching as bad as they had during the last two full moons.

  My phone vibrated.

  Toby: U no how 2 get 2 the Faeble right?

  Victoria: Yeah. B there soon.

  Toby: Hurry.

  Victoria: I am.

  My heart raced. I'd had to stay later than expected in the library because I'd run into Massaro, who thought that was the perfect time to lecture me about how important the next day's quiz was. If I hadn't already thought him cruel, having such an important quiz the day after Halloween would've proven it.

  I ran inside and was attacked with silly string from both sides. The two guys aiming at me burst into a fit of laughter.

  "Thanks." I pulled it off and threw it on one of them before heading upstairs.

  Sasha stood at our vanity wearing a tight black body suit with a tail. She was painting something on her face. "You going to the party at the Beta Kappa Pi frat house?"

  "No, I have other plans."

  She turned to me and frowned. "You never do anything fun."

  "Sure I do."

  "Fine, I'm sure your mystery guy is great, but I never see you anymore."

  "We'll go somewhere fun soon. I promise."

  Sasha turned back to her makeup and gave herself whiskers. She put on a headband with black pointed ears. "It's obvious I'm a cat, right?"

  "Best one I've seen yet."

  She beamed. "What are you going as?"

  I doubted anyone was dressing up at a bar for paranormal creatures. "Nothing."

  "On Halloween?" She shook her head. "I think I need to drag you to the frat party. I heard they have bobbing for apples in a tub of vodka."

  "Maybe I'll stop by later. I'm going to a bar."

  Her eyes widened. "I didn't know you had a fake ID."

  "I have connections." I stuffed my backpack in my closet under some clothes. Toby had bought me the most expensive laptop available, so I never left it where it would be easily found.

  "Nice. Well, you have to dress up for Halloween. Come over here."

  I shook my head and backed away from her. "Really, I just need to change my clothes." I kicked off my shoes, setting the soaked one next to the heater. Then I turned to my closet, trying to figure out what exactly one wore to a spell that would restore her memories. I settled on skinny jeans and a scoop neck shirt—all black for the holiday.

  Once I was dressed, I turned around to ask Sasha something, but she lunged for me, painting something on my face.

  She smiled. "Perfect."

  I groaned. "Thanks."

  Then she put some necklaces with bats and pumpkins on me. "Now you at least look like you tried."

  My phone buzzed.

  Toby: U almost here?

  Victoria: Yes.

  "Thanks, Sasha. I have to go."

  "Have fun. Stop by the party if you get a chance."

  "Sure." I found my midnight blue running shoes and put them on. With the Faeble being in the middle of the forest, I would need them. I grabbed a coat and hurried down the stairs, managing to avoid another silly string attack.

  Outside, I double-checked that my car was locked up tight and then headed for the woods, pulling my hood up over my head. The wind had picked up and blew raindrops against me.

  Once in the cover of the forest, I found it easier to run. The trees kept the ground from getting too wet. Before I made it too far, a gray and black wolf ran over to me, keeping up with me.

  "You again?" I asked. "I hope you're in the mood for a run, Alex. I can't stop today."

  He howled.

  I felt a little better having him there. Somehow, he always managed to find me out in the woods when I needed a friend. "I'm headed to the Faeble. Hopefully that isn't too far from where you're willing to run." I should have felt dumb talking to him like he could understand, but he'd sat through my ramblings enough times, he actually felt like a friend.

  Alex howled again.

  "I'll take that as a yes."

  He let out another sound and turned to the left.

  "I'm going this way, buddy."

  Alex turned over to me and took the cuff of my coat in his mouth. He gave a muffled bark.

  "You want me to go this way? I'm in a hurry."

  He pulled on my coat.

  "Okay, as long as we don't get too far off the path to the Faeble."

  Alex let go and ran off. I followed, since he wasn't too far off the path. Part of me wondered if I was crazy for following the wolf when I needed to get to Toby before the full moon reached its point in the sky.

  I was about to turn and go a different way when the Faeble came into sight. My mouth dropped. "How did you—?"

  The wolf turned to me and stared. I got the feeling he was proud of himself.

  "I don't know how you did that, but thank you." I rubbed his head and then ran inside. The place was filled with Halloween decorations, costumes, and festive music.

  Tap came over to me and arched a brow. "I didn't realize you came ready to party."

  I'd forgotten about whatever makeup Sasha had put on me. "I'm not. It's a long story."

  "They're all waiting for you downstairs. I have a private room where you won't be disturbed."

  "Stop!" came an all-too-familiar voice from behind.

  I spun around. Carter.

  "What are you doing here?" I demanded.

  Tap's face scrunched. "What is a jaguar doing here? I thought you were all too good for us—that's why you built the Jag."

  Carter kept his attention on me. "You have to hear me out, Victoria."

  I shot him a glare, wishing looks could kill.

  He grabbed my arm.

  Tap jumped between us, baring the sharpest teeth I'd ever seen.

  Carter let go of me and backed up. "This is important."

  "This more so." I turned to Tap. "Take me to Toby."

  "Who's Toby? You don't mean—?"

  I glanced out a window. The moon was moving higher in the sky. "Come on, Tap."

  Carter grabbed my arm again. I yanked it out of his grasp. Tap bared his teeth again.

  "Want me to tear him to pieces?" Tap asked.

  "I don't care what he does, just take me to Toby."

  Tap glowered at Carter and then dragged me down a hallway I'd never seen.

  "I'm coming with," Carter called.

  I groaned.

  Tap turned to me. "Seriously, I'll send him home in pieces. Just say the word."

  I had no doubt he meant it literally. "No, he needs to see this." I turned and glared at Carter. "Ma
ybe you'll finally understand that we're through."

  We entered a dark area, reminding me of the basement Toby had been kept in. Tap flicked on a light, showing instead a beautifully decorated room with items that looked like they belonged in a castle. "This way."

  I followed him farther down the hall. He opened a door into a candle lit room. Gessilyn stood at a table, mixing something in a black pot. Toby, Soleil, and several wolves circled around her.

  Upon seeing me, Toby broke free of the circle and pulled me close. "Why's he here?"

  I stepped back and glared at Carter. "I think he followed me."

  He stared at everything, horror covering his face. "What's going on here?"

  "We're going to fix my memory. You'd better not try to interfere." Oh, how I wanted to slap him. "You know, since you did this to me."

  Carter shook his head. "I swear I didn't. I came to tell you I finally figured out what my dad did—you were right. He was behind everything, including your memories."

  I narrowed my eyes.

  "But I didn't know about any of it. You have to believe me."

  A pop sounded.

  Gessilyn stopped stirring. "It's ready."

  Toby let out a cry and stepped back. "We need to hurry." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I can try to hold this off, but it won't last long, and I'll need to save my energy."

  My heart thundered in my chest. Was I really about to remember everything?

  "How does this spell work?" Carter demanded.

  "Who is this guy?" Gessilyn asked, sounding irritated.

  "Nobody," I said.

  Hurt crossed Carter's face.

  Gessilyn waved me over and poured some black liquid from the pot into a small glass cup.

  Soleil strutted over to Carter. "It's true love's kiss."

  "What?" Carter asked.

  She turned to me. "Want me to find out if he's telling the truth?"

  "Maybe later."

  Gessilyn handed me the drink. The thick goo bubbled and the glass was cold to the touch.

  Toby cried out in pain again.

  "Drink it," she urged.

  "What's going on?" Carter demanded.

  I brought the glass to my face. It smelled like tar and gasoline. I closed my eyes, plugged my nose, and swallowed. It was freezing and sticky.

  The other werewolves ran from the room, fur growing all over their bodies.

  Soleil explained the spell to Carter, and I tried to focus on her voice rather than the gross drink.

  "Done."

  Gessilyn took the glass from me. "Let's hope this is enough. I made double what the spell called for just in case."

  "Thanks. What do we do now?"

  "Your true love kisses you and everything floods back. Although, it might not be that simple. You might have a rough night ahead of you, given all the years of memories stolen from you."

  I turned to Toby. His face was contorted. I hoped he could make it.

  He turned to me and took a deep breath. "I don't know how much longer I can hold off."

  "Wait," Carter said.

  Toby glared at him. "Who invited you?"

  "I want her to kiss me first."

  "What?" Toby exclaimed.

  "Are you kidding?" Gessilyn asked.

  "Get outta here." Soleil lunged for him.

  Carter narrowed his eyes. "Victoria does love me. And besides, my family did this to her. It only makes sense that my kiss would fix this." He turned to Toby. "Unless you're too chicken to let her try."

  Toby's nostrils flared. "I'm not afraid of you."

  Carter turned to me.

  I shook. "I've never hated anyone more than I hate you right now."

  "How would you know?"

  I lunged for him, fists flailing.

  Soleil blocked me. She turned to Gessilyn. "How much time do we have left?"

  "Not a lot."

  Toby stood taller and glared at Carter. "Go ahead and let her try. It won't do any good."

  I swallowed. "Toby—"

  "No, I'm serious."

  Carter stepped forward. "Are you afraid it might be true?"

  "Never! I'd be glad to prove you wrong." I turned to Gessilyn. "What happens if I kiss more than one person?"

  "Nothing, as long as you kiss your true love. You could kiss everyone in this bar before kissing Toby—"

  "You mean her true love," Carter said.

  Gessilyn glared at him and turned back to me. "But just so long as you kiss your true love before the time runs out, and it's ticking."

  I turned to Toby.

  He held out his arm toward Carter.

  I glared at Carter. "This is just so you can't ever say you're my love." I went over to him and put my lips on his. My body relaxed as memories of good times with him flooded my mind.

  Fear tore through me. He wasn't actually my true love was he? It couldn't be. He was a cruel traitor. A liar.

  He pulled me close and deepened the kiss.

  I had to fight my weakening body to pull away.

  "Do you remember anything?" he asked.

  "No." Not that I would have admitted if it had. I turned to Toby.

  His arms were wrapped around his middle and his face was contorted in pain. Cracking noises sounded and then fur sprouted on his arms.

  I threw myself into his arms and pressed my lips on his. He wrapped his arms around me and deepened the kiss. I melted into him and knew he was the one.

  He pulled away. "I'm sorry, I can't keep the change away any longer." He brushed his lips across mine and ran from the room.

  I stared at the empty doorway, breathless.

  "Do you remember anything?" Carter asked.

  I closed my eyes. The only thing in my mind was Toby's mouth on mine.

  "Do you feel any different?" Soleil asked.

  Nothing had changed from before I drank the potion. I opened my eyes and glared at Carter. "Did you do something to break the spell?"

  Chapter 31

  Victoria

  I escaped from the bar, tears spilling onto my cheeks. Why had I agreed to kiss Carter? The only thing I would have needed to prove my love of Toby would have been to kiss him.

  Gessilyn and the others called after me, but I needed to be alone. I ran until my legs grew tired and my lungs burned. My bones ached, reminding me that they longed to shift.

  I leaned against a tree and gasped for air. Not a single memory had formed. I turned around and punched the tree, digging the bark into my flesh.

  At least the pain was something to distract me from the stupid mistake I'd made. I never should have trusted Carter. How could I have been so foolish?

  Footsteps sounded.

  I jumped up, ready to beat the crap out of my former jaguar friend.

  Instead, a guy about my age with light brown hair and bright gray eyes walked over. He was handsome and seemed familiar, though I was sure I'd never seen him before. He wore a dark blue polo shirt that I thought I'd seen on Toby once.

  Clearly, my mind was playing tricks on me.

  "Are you okay?" he asked.

  "I'd rather be left alone, if you don't mind."

  He frowned. "I understand, but if you'd like to talk, I'd be more than happy."

  I gave him a double take. "I don't even know you."

  "Actually, you do. You've shared all kinds of secrets with me."

  My heart practically leaped into my throat. More memories I would probably never recover. "What do you mean?"

  He stepped closer, extending his hand. "I'm Alex."

  "Alex?" I studied him. "I don't know an Alex."

  "Did you get to the Faeble in time?"

  I gave him a double-take. "The wolf?" My face heated. How was that possible? "I d-don't understand."

  "Have a seat." He sat at the base of the trunk. "I'll understand if you don't want to rub my ears this time."

  My face and neck grew inflamed with heat. I slid down to sitting.

  "I'm a werewolf, too," he said. "Only I live as a wo
lf and only turn human on the full moon."

  "What?"

  "We're called wolfborns. Instead of being born human, we come out as wolves. Many consider us a bad omen. Most are drowned at birth."

  I gasped.

  "But those of us who were spared have formed our own pack."

  "I'm so sorry."

  He shrugged. "I don't know any different."

  "But wouldn't you rather be human most of the time?"

  "It's actually pretty peaceful living the way we do."

  I tried to wrap my mind around it.

  "You want to talk about what's bothering you?" he asked.

  "Are you sure that's how you want to spend your one night as a human?"

  He laughed. "It beats spending another evening in the Faeble. Not that it's a bad place, but it's nice to have someone else to talk with—especially someone who trusted me in my wolf form."

  "Wait. Where's the rest of your pack? I've never seen you with any others."

  Alex frowned. "Some hunters came through recently. They took most of us out. The rest of us were separated. I think they left the area, not that I can blame them."

  "Why did you stay?"

  He shrugged. "It's my home."

  "But aren't you lonely?"

  "Of course. But someone needs to stick around to take care of the new wolfborns. We find several a year. They'll never survive on their own—unless born to another wolfborn."

  "Why don't you stay with Toby's pack?"

  Alex shook his head. "Like I said, others view us as an abomination."

  "Not these guys. They have a vampire living with them. Surely, you can't be worse than that."

  He gave me a double-take. "They've got a vampire? Like, as a pet?"

  I smiled. "No, she's married to one of them."

  "No way."

  "I'm serious."

  "Well, maybe they would accept me."

  I patted his shoulder. "I'm sure they will. Plus you could keep an eye on the property, as a wolf when they're humans and as a human when they're wolves."

  He seemed to be considering it.

  "Let's go. I'll introduce you to Ziamara."

  "Maybe you should talk to the other wolves first."

  "I'm sure they'll be happy to have you on board. They pride themselves in being a pack that accepts everyone. You'll add to the diversity."

  "But what about when I find a newly abandoned wolfborn?"