A confused new witch and a familiar with more attitude than aptitude!
I'd barely accepted I was half magic-blood when my sister-from-another-mister showed up in a tacky van and dumped me in the witchness protection program.
Now I'm stuck in a house with an arrogant warlock and an ancient gossip-loving witch in a neighborhood with more secrets than stray cats. I shouldn't be here, for mortal's sake, I'm 30 years old!
Soon after arriving, I wake up as a cat and discover the chatter in my head since moving here has been the local cat population talking. Is this what's made me so interesting to all the wrong people? I'm a witch who can shift? Maybe I need witchness protection after all.
When someone with dark magic starts luring wayward teens away from the area, it leaves me questioning how good this protection program really is. But before I can learn how to stop blowing things up with my magic or turning into Abby the tabby, another teen witch goes missing.
This time, I fear that she was taken to get to me, so its up to me and my fat tomcat familiar to save her. If I can't, the darkness wont stop at me. It will come for us all.