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shore. Red tartan hung from a ring around its neck. It must have been Raina’s dress.
    Even though he knew Raina was a wolf shifter and she’d told him she would change, her new form startled him. How could such a beautiful woman turn into a four-legged animal covered with fur? A sardonic laugh escaped him. He was a shifter, he knew how it worked. Besides his gargoyle form was not considered pretty.
    She loped with grace from the shore toward the forest. He had to admit she was still spectacular in wolf form, sleek and graceful.
    Where was she going?
    He landed on the rocky beach and retracted his wings, scanning for signs of the wolf through the trees. Moments later, a flash of red peeked through the forests. She emerged in human form, approaching him, a seductive sway to her lush curves as she padded through the sand now on two smooth and captivating female legs.
    He sucked in his breath.
    “They’re gone?” she asked.
    “Aye.” His voice came out all wrong, strangled. He cleared his throat. “Maybe the sea will carry them in the right direction. If not, they’ll have to figure it out with their instruments when they wake up. Not my problem.”
    “So we have a little more time to restore the veil?”
    “Perhaps, but not by much.”
    The veil. Damn. As soon as he took care of one predicament, the original one popped up. Time to man up and try to rectify his idiotic words. “Thank you for your help today.”
    She shrugged. “We all need to work together.” Her eyes lingered on him in a way that made him stand straighter. “Good luck.” She turned and strode toward wolf territory.
    No, he didn’t want her to leave. Not like this.
    “Listen,” he said. “I shouldn’t have done that earlier.” He remembered the sensual way she’d kissed him back. He didn’t regret the kiss at all, but what he’d said after about shutting her up. “I didn’t mean what I said.” He returned his gaze to her eyes, imploring her to believe him. “The situation—the uncertainty—” What was he trying to say?
    “Forget it,” she said with a knowing glint. “Forget it ever happened.”
    She turned and headed back to wolf territory. He stared, unobserved, eyes roving over her curves with deep speculation until the last speck of red disappeared in the trees.
    Forget it ever happened? Impossible.
     
     
    “No other signs of humans coming to the isle?” Lachlan asked his youngest brother, Calum, when they met at the amphitheater later that afternoon.
    “No. Mason and I searched over many miles,” Calum replied. After a pause, he asked, “How did the talks go? Prior to the incident with the humans?”
    Lachlan pictured Raina running to the talks. “None of this is going to be easy.”
    “They backed out of the peace talks?” Calum asked.
    “No,” Bryce replied. “There was more squabbling than talking, but we made progress.”
    “Dropping over two decades of suspicions isn’t going to happen in one day,” Lachlan explained.
    “Ah,” Calum replied. “Maybe Mason can help when it comes to the witches. Kayla must have some influence on her coven.”
    “Your interpretation of some is optimistic,” Lachlan said with a wry grin. “The elder witches don’t yield much. Very set in their ways. But you’re right,” he agreed. “We may be able to get through to them through the younger witches, like Kayla.”
    “Better than nothing,” Calum replied. “What about the wolf shifters?”
    Lachlan’s mind drifted back to Raina. Her wide eyes that burned with curiosity had been imprinted onto his memories. When they’d flashed at him with fury, she’d been even sexier.
    His actions still haunted him. Why did he go and kiss her, complicating an already difficult situation? She was a wolf shifter, off limits in so many ways.
    “Their alpha is more progressive than the witches. But there are many young ones in their pack, whom I fear may be loose cannons.”
    “I’m guessing you mean the same ones who came over