This is the worst family reunion. Of all time.
The Hawthorne coven is in Redbud, and they’re not leaving until my brother is ransomed from the Unseelie Court. Normally this would be a good thing, but…
They hate my boyfriend, if I can even call the lumberjack shifter that, considering we haven’t even said the L word yet.
They distrust my friends, especially the Fair Folk kind, for long-held prejudices don’t die easily.
They think quaint little ol’ Redbud is a backwater hole, despite its small-town charms.
They’re convinced I’ve activated a prophecy that portends a major shift in the magical forces between realms and want to lock me up like a princess in a tower.
Oh, and they’re set on unaliving or collaring my cat, because, as they say, a cat is rarely a cat in the supernatural world, and they’re taking no chances.
As you can imagine, you need battle leathers on when you sit down to family dinner.
But it’s all got to be worth it to summon the demon who kidnapped my brother for my mistakes, right? And before the one foretold in the prophecy comes to change my life forever?
