Chapter 33
(Cameron POV)
There I was—still mentally reeling from the whole hidden werewolf town surrounded by magical boundaries thing—when I spot someone even more reality-breaking than the idea of tree-wards and perception spells.
My secretary.
Walking casually through this magical fog-and-fur town.
With Ronan.
I squint.
That's Simone.
I blink rapidly. Surely it's a hallucination. Maybe Lenora's potion was laced with something stronger than tea and bark powder.
But no.
She turns. And smiles at me like it's any other Monday morning at the office.
"Oh, boss! Hi!" she chirps, waving.
I walk toward her, dazed. "Simone?"
She flips her sunglasses up onto her head and blinks at me.
"What are you doing here?" she asks like I just interrupted her grocery run.
"What am I—what are you doing here?" I shoot back, baffled.
