All the world changed in a single moment. Lives were ended, and even more lives disrupted. For magic had come back into the world, destroying all modern technology in an instant. And with the magic came elves, dragons, were-folk ... and vampires.<br><br>Thomas is one of these, and one of the oldest, for he was there when the world changed. He has been alone for a long time. When a chance encounter leads him to Justin and Ian, a mated pair of werewolves, he finds that he may not need to be alone any more.<br><br>Justin, ever-curious, asks Thomas about the day the magic returned, and Thomas shares two stories from his past, describing the confusion and horror of the old wold's destruction, but also sharing the blossoming relationship he found amid the chaos.

The Magic Returns

Thomas shrugged. “I need blood,” he said. “More so now that I have to heal.” He immediately wished he hadn’t said that, as Justin looked guilty.


“I’m sorry. Maybe…I mean, do you need a lot? I could donate some, perhaps?”


Thomas blinked. He’d hoped they might help him in his original aim, to find some kind of deer to feed from. He hadn’t been attempting to ask for theirblood at all.


“Justin! You can’t possibly!” Ian looked shocked and enraged.


Justin growled at him. “And why not? I can afford to lose a little. It’s our fault he’s injured, you know. Have a bit of common decency, why don’t you?”


“My decency was used up when Rachel died,” snapped the other wolf.


“Ian…” Justin stopped just short of rolling his eyes. “You hardly knew her. She would have turned you down, you know that. Not to mention that this man had nothing to do with any of that, any more than you and I had to do with the Smith killings. You know, the reason we live out here, in the middle of nowhere?”


Chapter 3