Wiccan Owen Rhys inherits a house outside a small town, where he hopes the solitude will help with his music. But a zealously religious neighbor is convinced he’s a devil worshiper, and her gossip causes the townspeople to view Owen with suspicion. A series of pranks ensues, including dead animals left on his porch, threatening the feral cats living on Owen’s property. Though a bit out of practice, Owen casts a spell to summon a protector -- someone to convince the town the gossip is false and prevent the pranks from escalating. He confidently waits for his champion to arrive. Marc Elias is the town’s animal control officer and veterinarian. He considers himself a rational man who trusts in science and most certainly does not believe in magic. So when he receives a complaint that Owen is bewitching and torturing cats, he dismisses it as her imagination but goes to investigate. Owen is certain Marc is the protector summoned by the spell. But Marc sees Owen’s altar and hears desperate howling, and he has to put aside any attraction he may feel towards the young Wiccan to do his job. Will a little magic be all it takes for both men to get what they want?

Just a Little Magic

The expression of shock on her face was perfect. It shut her up for nearly ten seconds. But, sadly, she recovered. “You can’t threaten me, you soulless, evil, Devil worshiper! God will smite you!” She turned and ran.


Gratification and anger warred in him. Gods, it had been so sweet to finally confront the twisted old bat. But being this close to her had reignited his rage. He lowered the scythe to the ground and started working again. But no matter how he tried to recapture that simple contentment and even tempo, he failed. He couldn’t stop himself from swinging harder and reaching farther, slamming the blade forward and whipping it back, giving sway to his fury, cutting deep into his resentment. Cheeks blazing hot, lungs burning, sweat-drenched hair hanging in his face, he worked on. Nothing could stop him.


A deadly calm voice ordered, “Drop the weapon, and put your hands on your head.”


Chapter 13