Strings of Fate

Strings of Fate

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-A couple have just arrived and while Alpha Kane is exactly what I expected from Ella’s

descriptions, his mate is not. Mostly because she isn’t even a Shifter. But there’s no doubt in my mind that they’re together. The way his eyes follow her and how comfortably mindful of him she is make it obvious. I am surprised to find that The Alphas are actually Harrison’s friends that he came in with the other night. I didn’t realise that he kept such respectable company. I watch as they sit at the bar and take the chance to make them a couple of drinks. I have to change my plan since I had picked in advance with Shifters in mind, but that’s alright. I pick a fairly weak drink for Ryann since I don’t know much about what she is. I DO still make the golden magically infused catnip drink for Alpha Kane though. I’ve been wanting to test this one and it should be harmless enough. It’s designed to just help a Shifter relax a little. Really it just does what alcohol is meant to do but faster than it usually would for a Shifter. I place the drinks in front of the pair of them careful not to spill.

“Ryann right?” She holds her drink up to the light and watches the mica powder swirl. That’s my favourite part, it’s why I chose the drink for her.

“Yeah, and this is Bellamy. Are you who I’m here to see?” She confirms and I nod. Would it be rude to ask how she can be an Alpha for Feline Shifters? Probably… but screw–it. They’re here asking me a favour and I’m sure I won’t be the first or last person to ask this question..

“Yep. I am a little confused though. Ella told me that she was sending the two feline Alphas to meet me. Him I get. But you’re not even a Shifter, are you?” I ask with a raised eyebrow. Ryann looks a little uncomfortable and shrugs then rolls her eyes as she answers with an

attitude that I respect,

“It doesn’t seem to matter. APPARENTLY being a Shifter isn’t actually a requirement for the position.” Well that’s just plain weird, but I respect the accepting attitude. I remind her that drinks are made for… well… drinking. Mostly because I want her mate to try his so I can see how well it works, but I’m not brave enough to tell him to try it. But I suspect he will follow

her lead.

“Are you gonna try that?” She might be suspicious of me if she’s heard of the weird concoctions I’ve been feeding her Incubus friend, but I wouldn’t do that to her. I actually LIKE her. Bellamy maintains his serious demeanour but does take a sip of his drink. I watch in satisfaction as a look of pleased shock crosses his face and he immediately takes another

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sip. I can’t resist the desire to mess with them a little though,

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“Well, that answers that, you’re either very brave or very naive to drink something with no idea what it is.” I tell them, maintaining a perfectly straight face. It doesn’t last though as Ryann begins to giggle and it’s just contagious.

“Or I’ve just decided to trust you. This is nice, what is it?” Ryann asks about her drink.

“It doesn’t have a name, I just made it up. I’d tell you what’s in it, but then you wouldn’t have a reason to come back here and that’s no way to get more business.” I’m watching

Bellamy from the side of my eye. I know he LIKED the drink, but did it work? How am I

supposed to know if he is feeling more relaxed? Would it be strange if I asked how he’s feeling? He’s clinging tight to his mate, nuzzling her hair and being generally affectionate.

But from what I understand, that is fairly standard behaviour for Shifters with their mates.

Ryann seems to find it strange however.

“Uh, Bellamy? What’s going on?” She tries to pull back from him but he doesn’t even notice. too caught up in her. It’s very sweet… but if this isn’t normal behaviour for him then I suppose the drink worked… maybe a bit too well. Ryann seems concerned.

“Is he drunk? What was in his drink?” I grimace, trying not to seem too guilty. I don’t want to piss them off.

“Sorry, I’ve been working on drinks to chill out specific magics. This was one for feline Shifters. I must have overdone it with the magic infused catnip.” I shrugs trying to make it clear with my behaviour that it’s not a big deal. I am kind of regretting it right now though. He came here for information and I don’t think he even cares that much right now. I need to

fix this.

“Give me a minute and I’ll make him something to sober him up. He’s not drunk exactly. His

reflexes and mental state are unaffected, it just makes him feel more… mellow. But I think I

overdid it. I just thought he was a little strung out.” I throw out the excuse like it justifies it but it really doesn’t. I feel bad. I didn’t mean to full on drug him. The drink was designed to just take the edge off. Where did I go wrong? Too much magic? Did I overestimate the effect a Shifter metabolism will have? Or maybe my understanding of how they react to the catnip infusion is wrong. Shit. I throw together a random drink and add a few drops of a magic cancelling potion in. Hopefully that will work and it’s the magic not the ingredients

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themselves that are causing this reaction. I watch as Bellamy starts to draw Ryann closer and add a second dose of the magic cancelling potion. Just for good measure.

“Well here you go, hot stuff. Down your shot.” I tell him, handing the drink to Bellamy. I stay casual and force myself to breathe normally. I don’t want them to know that I’m not totally positive this will even work. He downs it all in one go with a scrunched up face. Ah, it probably tasted awful. I didn’t think about that. Too late now. Still, he returns to his more. reserved self and sits back in his own seat.

“That was… interesting. I would prefer you didn’t do that again. Although I suppose it might have recreational uses. Or medicinal for Shiters with anxiety issues.” Bellamy contemplates out loud. He gives me a stern look and I do my best to look contrite. Lesson learned, don’t spell Alpha Shifters without their consent. He breaks into a small smile afterwards though so I know he isn’t REALLY angry, thank goodness.

“Yeah, as I said, sorry about that. I’ll adjust the recipe. Maybe half strength next time. Or do it as a small shot glass rather than a full drink. Thanks for being a good sport. It’s hard to find people to test drinks on, particularly spelled ones.” I ramble mindlessly then realise what

I have just confessed to. Okay, maybe they don’t know how sketchy that is, even if it isn’t technically ILLEGAL. I’ll just play it cool. Bellamy frowns.

“Do you often spell people’s drinks?” he asks. I shrug.

“Only the ones I give away for free. I’m not licensed to sell spells or potions. But there aren’t any rules against giving them away: I only do that for people I think need them. Promise it’s not as creepy and date–rape–y as it sounds.” I cringe, he is going to be pissed. To my shock he seems more interested than upset.

“If you need Shifters to try potions like that, just let us know and we can arrange something. While I don’t appreciate being drugged without my knowledge, I can see its potential uses.” Bellamy offers. O.M.G. Seriously? Does he mean that or is he just trying to get on my good side so I’ll share my Witchy secrets? I already plan to tell them anything they want to know, they certinally deserve it after that and I wanted to help anyway. Okay, don’t look a gift horse. in the mouth. Just say thanks and move on.

“Awesome, I will totally take you up on that. Ella gives me enough information to work on the theory, but she refuses to test them.” Ella has only tested a few of my spells and only ones for

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emergency use.

“Ella?” Ryann seems confused.

“Dr Dae.” Bellamy confirms. I guess she doesn’t know her very well, Strange that Ella trusted her so much. She must have made a good first impression.

“Ah, right. So is that how you know her? Researching potions together?” Ryann asks and I

flush red.