Kalinda stepped over the lioness currently humping the air in the middle of the floor and headed out into the prep area.
The room had gone crazy.
Silva, who had a knack for canceling magic not Fae based, was the only one standing. Literally. Kalinda’s servers rolled on the floor, laughing and singing random songs, while the party outside had turned into Woodstock.
“What the hell?” Kalinda blinked hard and shook her head. Nope, not having an illusion. Gold and white ribbons danced over everyone, slipping over even Roxi and Orion, until the Leo had the aforementioned charger bent over the table and—
“All right, time to get out of here. Do you see the colors?”
Silva frowned at Kalinda. “What colors?”
“The gold and white lights. You don’t see them?”
“Maybe a drug was filtered into the ventilation and you’re affected too. I think we should all leave.”
Kalinda shook her head, confused. She wasn’t crazy—the magic flowing from her was in color and had caused everyone in the room to get frisky. Even the few cubs who’d been in attendance were outside, racing up and down a jungle gym Kalinda could see through a large bay window.
With shaking hands and a pounding heart, Kalinda did what she did best—direct.
Looking to her cooks and servers, she pointed to the front door. “Get out of here, now. There are vans waiting outside.”
“But—”
“Don’t argue. I’ll meet you back at the shop.” She would stay on scene and get what help she could. She couldn’t just leave the Pride here in this state, especially knowing she’d probably caused it.
Kalinda was going to have to call her best friend Zoey and her mate Dominic. The Lombardi Pack was feared and respected throughout Encantado, and whatever was happening here, they’d be able to handle it.
She hoped. Of course, the price would be high—Zoey was going to give her grief for the rest of her life, and probably into the afterlife.
She knew it, but she picked up her spell phone and dialed anyway.
“Kalinda? Everything okay?”
“Well, that depends. I mean, it’s only like I may have used magic to turn Rock Landing into a massive orgy after being accused of attempting to kill the Leo. I may have started an incident. Other than that, everything is peachy.”
“You what?” Zoey squawked.
“Just come help me. Whenever this stuff calms down, they’re probably going to want to kill me. I’d like to stay alive today.”
“You’re going to have to explain this better when we get there.”
“Who are you bringing?” Kalinda felt a sudden flutter of alarm. “Not him. Don’t say you’re bringing him.”
Zoey actually laughed, the wench. “Romano isn’t going to pass up a chance to see this, not in a million years.”
Ugh. Not Romano! The Lombardi Pack’s enforcer was far too arrogant, far too sexy for his own good—or hers, for that matter—and he was a total flirt. When he walked down the street, you could practically see women’s panties melting. Well, that wouldn’t happen with Kalinda. Not today, not ever. She’d already gone down the love ‘em and get screwed over train. She wasn’t interested in a second trip.
“You don’t actually have to tell him about it,” she argued.
“I have to tell my mate, and he tells Romano everything,” Zoey protested with a laugh.
“Seriously?” Kalinda groaned. “I never should have warned you when the Capo came to claim you!”
“Ha! That’s what friends are for, silly. That and having each other’s backs. I’ve got yours.”
A wave of dizziness rolled over Kalinda, and black spots swam in front of her eyes. She was going to fall and mess up her uniform. She hated being dirty. “Oh, that’s good because I think I’m going to pass out.”
Zoey’s worried voice was very far away now. “Kalinda? Ka—”
