Chapter Nineteen

Adam lay by the fire with his head resting on his paws. Things weren’t going well. The enchantress was sharp and suspicious. Instead of accepting him as a cute and cuddly collie that wandered into the boundary and was in need of human assistance she suspected him of being exactly what he was, a creature of the dark in disguise. He’d been laying low in an effort to gain her trust and convince her otherwise. He should have returned to Shadow Land with the witchdoctor in tow by now. If he couldn’t get the enchantress to soften soon, he’d have to abandon the idea of glory and fetch the witchdoctor. He really hoped it wouldn’t come to that. At least here, in the company of the enchantress and her companion, his life wasn’t at risk. He wanted to keep it that way. Delaying much longer would also put him in jeopardy with Balthazar. Any way he looked at it, getting the enchantress to enter Shadow Land with him was imperative.

 “How long d