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mine. Smiling, he ran a hand over my hair, smoothing it back. "I was so worried about you."

I snuggled against him, slowly dredging up memories from last night. "I was worried about you too. What happened? Why wouldn't you change back?"

"I did...eventually."

Well, that was obvious. I waited expectantly, needing more.

"Being a kitsune isn't just about the novelty of turning into a fox. It's more than that. It's like...I also can turn into - I don't know - a fox god. No. That's not right. I don't know how to describe it."

"A superfox?"

His soft laughter vibrated against my forehead, and he kissed the skin there. "That's not quite right either. The foxes of the Otherworld are like the progenitors of mortal foxes in this world. They're stronger, more powerful, wilder. I can change into one of those, but to do so...I almost have to give up my humanity. They're too animal, too...I don't know, primordial. When I'm a normal red fox, I'm still pretty much the same as I am now unless I've been in that form for a really long time. Then the human part starts to go. But for your 'superfox,' I'm already gone in one transformation. I can hang on to only a few human instincts - like that I had to fight that thing and that I had to protect you."

I took all this in, frowning. "But that doesn't explain why you didn't change back."

"It takes time to go in and out of that form. The change is more than physical. I have to give up my human nature to go in, my fox nature to come out. Both are hard. That's why it took me awhile to even help in the first place. I had to make a quick call, even though it left you undefended. I thought I'd do more damage in the other form."

"Yeah, you did do a pretty good job. But you sure scared me there." I fell silent, recalling those terrible moments of uncertainty while I bled all over myself. "When did you finally change back?"

"Not long after you passed out, I think."

"That would explain why I'm still alive."

He nodded. "You lost a lot of blood. You needed ten stitches."

I blinked. "Did you take me to a doctor?"

He grinned. "You bet I did."

It took me a moment to catch on. I pulled back the covers and lifted the skirt of one of my racier and rarely used nightgowns - how'd I get dressed in that anyway? - and saw black stitches standing out starkly against my skin, off to the side of my stomach.

"You did this?" I exclaimed. "You stitched me up? Without a doctor?"

"I am a doctor. I do this all the time."

"Yeah...to cats and dogs. Not to people."

"It's exactly the same. We're animals too."

I eyed the stitches uneasily. The skin around them was red. "Was everything sanitized?"

He made a disparaging sound in his throat. "Of course it was. The standards are the same. Come on, stop worrying. It was either that or let you bleed to death in the car. I had a kit in the back and used it."

"How'd you have enough light out there?"

"The overhead lamp still worked."

I couldn't believe he'd stitched me up in a smashed car with a vet's kit. Improvisation at its best. "Did the car actually start?"

"Sort of...I got us back to the freeway before it died. I found your cell phone and called Tim."

"Poor Tim. When I first told him I was a shaman, I think he thought it was as fake as his own Indian charade."

"Wait - he's not actually Indian? I've been trying forever to figure out what tribe he's from."

"He's from the tribe of Tim Warkoski. It's ridiculous, but - "

The air in the room rippled, pressure building. I had to blink a few times to ensure the shimmering around us wasn't in my head.

Kiyo propped himself up, alert and wary.

The pressure abruptly faded. A rift from the Otherworld opened up in front of us, and suddenly Dorian stood on a small table in the corner. Not unexpectedly, it promptly broke under his weight, making a horrible crashing sound as its pieces and contents fell to the floor. To his credit, he sidestepped the disaster rather gracefully, easily landing both feet on the floor. I winced, seeing the anchor ring lying among the debris. I'd set it on the table, not considering the consequences of Dorian arriving exactly where it lay.

"What the hell - " Kiyo started to climb out