Chapter 5

“Templeton. Jared Templeton.”

“I owe you a debt of gratitude,” Wesley Black said, moving closer, his green gaze roaming over every inch of Jared.

Jared backed away. “Um, really. Um…. Ah…” He was shaking his head and he could feel a tremor begin in his stomach. Still desperately trying to work out what had happened, Jared felt his head swim and hadhe been a fainting type, no doubt he would have keeled over.

“Please don’t be afraid,” Wesley Black said, head on one side like the dog had done. The expression in his green eyes was curiously familiar.

“What happened to my dog?” Jared said, his voice low. His heart was pounding now. “What did you do to my dog?”

“Well…I was cursed, you see. Cursed to remain in animal form.”

“Remain?”