CULLEN
“We’re going to kill you,” my mate declared.
Renos threw his head back and belted out a laugh while I froze in Calder’s grip. I had to be hearing wrong. I couldn’t see her face, but this had to be a joke. It would explain Renos’s laughter.
Fifi began to cough, and more smoke came from her. I locked eyes with Gentry. “Fifi is devolving before our eyes, and Remi’s not Remi. Tell me your witch knows what’s happening?”
“She thinks Fifi is feeding on whatever magic is coming out of Remi,” Gentry said.
“What magic is coming out of her?” I pressed. Remi didn’t have magic like a witch. Sure, she was a supernatural being, but it was entirely different.
“She doesn’t know,” he insisted.
“You’re entertaining enough to consider keeping around,” Renos said as his laughter died away. He
