Chapter 11

A shiver crawled up Janet’s spine as the hallucination suddenly gained an uncomfortable amount of detail that dovetailed with the stories she knew. "Can they do that?" "Enthrall women, I mean."

He shook his head. "They wouldn’t do that to a guest, not even during moon time. The traditions are very clear on when and how enthrallment can be used."

Which wasn’t a "no." Feeling the cold more than she had been moments before, she tucked her hands under her arms beneath her jacket, warming them in a sweater that was uncomfortably peltlike all of a sudden.

He continued, "So while the lycan are generally tolerant, they prefer humans over kingdomites, and there are certain bloodlines from the kingdom that remain kill-on-sight."

"Which is why you don’t want them to know that you’re a warrior," she said, remembering his earlier comment. Then, without warning, a bubble of half-hysterical laughter rose up inside her, sticking in her throat and threatening to turn into a sob.&nbs