Chapter Book4 Purrfectly Caught

Welcome to Uncle Uzzi’s Magical Matchmaking Service!

The breeze coming off the Atlantic was chilly, but Uzzi Stregovich kept his window open. Hank, his driver, did not mind the cold in the least. Shifters usually didn’t.

Stomach growling, he looked down at the box of goodies Richard, his housekeeper who came in once a week to cook for the old Witch, had baked a special apple cake especially for this trip.

Of course, he shouldn’t steal a slice before he arrived. That would be rude, and his beloved wife, Betty, would never tolerate rudeness from her husband.

“I know, liebling, I will wait for Elissa and Hunter before I take a piece,” he whispered, in case her spirit hovered near.

He always felt her presence surrounding him like the warm summer sun, peaceful and serene, and Uzzi could not wait for the day they would be together again. Alas, it would be some time yet, but in the meantime, Uzzi would not ignore his calling.