“Jez cackled, throwing more liquor down her throat. “You so need to be cut off,” I murmured softly, but her wildcat ears easily heard me. “And you need to join the party. By the end of the night, this place will be yours.” She shoved a shooter across the table and raised one to match in cheers.”

“Jez cackled, throwing more liquor down her throat. “You so need to be cut off,” I murmured softly, but her wildcat ears easily heard me. “And you need to join the party. By the end of the night, this place will be yours.” She shoved a shooter across the table and raised one to match in cheers.”

— Trina M. Lee