Where Magics Collide

On a rainy hiking weekend with friends in the Great Smoky Mountains, Eva Thom stepped into an alternate reality. Searching for her companions, she hid from two men in medieval garb hunting another man. When one hunter discovered her refuge and forced his way into it, Eva heard rumbling from deep in a throat. Daring a look back and down, she saw a sharp black face, chin flat to the earth, ears laid back, hot amber eyes that could turn the rain to steam. Black lips curled to reveal wet pink gums and sharp white teeth. Incredulous as it was, within the wolf, like a shadow under its dark, bloodied fur, she saw a man and knew what she was seeing was truth, a Daoine Sídhe.