Chapter13: Preparation

Despite the headdress that covered his head, Jaxx just knew a look of sheer astonishment probably flourished across his face in that moment. He sucked in a breath and then expelled his words in a most exasperated tone.

“Jaqueline Lorient…you are an enigma beyond comprehension.”

Two more hours passed before Jaxx took her leave from the Shaman’s house. They had discussed the intricacies of Tristan residing inside of her brain, bound to her in the form of her inner wolf, and found a work around to ensure a level of separation. It came in the form of a tincture the Shaman worked up while she watched, intrigued at the way he muddled herbs and liquids to create magic.

The tincture wouldn’t erase Tristan by any means, but it would create a veil in which Jaxx retained her privacy. She hadn’t taken it yet, fully prepared to speak with him before doing so. It only seemed right to include him in the final decision. He was a part of her, after all.