Chapter 13

“Hm?”

“Well, it’s about the necklace you have me,” Warden said, his voice wobbly, like he wanted to avoid the upcoming conversation. “Snap had me use it to break the spell, though that’s another mystery I don’t quite understand. I’m afraid I may have left it behind in the cave.”

Without word, Tate got up and crossed the room, stopping at his dresser. From a velvet lined box, he plucked a delicate piece of jewelry, turning to face Warden. The pendant dangled from between his fingers, swaying ever so slightly. Warden crawled to the foot of the bed, a rather alluring sight Tate found arousing, something about the big werewolf in a submissive pose…

“Where? How?” Warden took it, the pendant resting in the palm of his hand.