In a forgotten part of the city, where unusual beings are free to be themselves, werewolf police officer Warden searches for his boyfriend, Tate. With help from Snap, an odd little fellow and Tate's assistant, Warden descends into the trolls' den to find Tate. Knowing Tate is a feared inhabitant -- if not unofficial ruler -- of the Underground, Warden can only imagine the way things will play out if he isn’t found.<br><br>Tate knows all about magic, and he knows trolls don't generally possess it. Upon discovering a doorway, he's captured and held prisoner. Now his only hope is Warden, who wears the key to Tate's freedom. But freedom comes with a price, and Tate makes a tough decision to ensure the trolls never cause problems again.

Under Starlight

His department-issued gun sat on the passenger seat, the vehicle locked. Not that he needed it, but bullets could be motivators, especially with mortals who thought they were otherwise tough. Warden had only ever shot one man, and the drunken fool had given him no choice. Most normal humans backed down, some deeply lingering trait from their Neanderthal days able to sense the beast inside of him. Of course, he wasn’t the only thing in the city that went bump in the night. There were bigger, badder creatures lurking in the shadows.


Some of them particularly blood-thirsty.


Some just wanted to tear him limb from limb because he wore a badge.


When Warden heard the scuff of a sneaker on blacktop somewhere behind him, he let a bit of the wolf to the surface, wanting to be prepared for anything. It could be a restless soul out for a walk, calling one of the nearby farm houses home, or it could just as easily be someone more sinister.


Chapter 2