I Put a Spell on You

I navigated my way through the thicket, which led me to a run-down cabin in the middle of the forest. The Ford car was parked in the driveway. I could hear the police sirens off in the distance, so I knew I had to get in there quickly before the witches became alarmed by the noise. I mentally prepared myself, took a few deep breaths, and then slowly inched my way inside, following a hint of Catalina's floral fragrance. It was a warm breeze, which suggested that she was still alive and, hopefully, unharmed. If she was, there was no telling what my panther would do. It was a moment that felt like an eternity; one wrong move, and I could startle the witches and put Catalina's life in danger.

It was a risk I was willing to take; she was my mate. The mother of my unborn child. The only thing that mattered now was getting her back and making sure she would be safe from harm. I carefully took another step forward, and then another. Finally, I was in the house. My panther had me covered from