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

Owen laughed and added, “If you’re desperate for an explanation, you could look to the day. It’s the Wiccan holiday Samhain—your Halloween—the day the dead return.”


Marc’s reflex would have been a flat denial that such things ever happened. But he couldn’t form the words. How could he argue with the evidence gobbling tuna at his feet?


Owen patted Marc’s arm and, smiling, said, “Well, there’s another possibility.”


Marc didn’t think he was going to like this one any better.


“Maybe Gideon’s return from the dead was meant to return us—our relationship—from the dead. Maybe that’s what shifted in the spell when I didn’t finish it.”


“You didn’t finish it?” Well, that was good. No spell. That was more evidence that Marc’s infatuation was just plain old all-natural attraction with a heavy dose of lust.


Chapter 28