Chapter 4
It didn’t work. Tattoo or no tattoo, our canoe was dead in the water. I swallowed down the lump of desperation in my throat and felt like a child as I turned to Aiti, expecting her to solve the disaster we found ourselves in.
And...she did. She always did. Her fingers came up to my throat, unbuttoning my shirt. “Take this off.”
My eyebrows drew together as I shed clothing. “And shift?”
The Queen had been annoyed when I hid my wolf, but she’d gotten a good dose of my energy anyway. Post-shift, there’d be no magic left to channel out of my pores for days or even weeks. If I went wolf now, we couldn’t risk returning to Court, not for a good long time.
Aiti knew that as well as I did, but she nodded anyway. “If you swim with a rope between your teeth, it’s just possible you’ll b
