Most witches have cute, fluffy kittens as their familiar. Not me. I've bonded a cranky wolf shifter. And if he finds out, I'm toast. Darcy's got one chance to win her freedom from the Witch clan who raised her. All she has to do is the impossible: convince a cranky wolf shifter, Jones, to help her forge a truce between the Witches and the Wolves. When her magical gift of seeing auras evolves into the ability to influence people, she must keep it a secret or she'll never escape from the Clan. There's only one option - secure the truce before they find out, then disappear. If only Jones would co-operate. Jones left his pack for a reason, and if she uses her strange new magic to force him to help, then she's no better than the Clan. If she doesn't, she'll be trapped in a life of servitude. And if he learns that she's accidentally bonded him as her Familiar, she'll be toast.