Detective Thaddeus Ezax is in over his head. He’s the only wizard in Rockshade’s Paranormal Investigations Department, and it was his name that got him the job. The Ezaxs are known as some of the most powerful wizards in the world, but Thaddeus isn’t your average Ezaxs. Is it any wonder his family shuns him? When a kidnapping case is dropped into his lap, Thaddeus must act fast. While most five-year-olds can cast a location spell, Thaddeus can't and is forced to get creative. When he finds himself in possession of a black market werewolf skull with a ghost trapped inside, accidentally releases the spirit, and somehow forms a connection with it, things get even crazier. Sandulf Hunter doesn’t remember dying, but he remembers the last thing he saw before everything went black -- a wizard. All wizards must die! The only problem is, the wizard standing next to him smells too damned good, so good Sandy thinks he might have to keep him. And since wherever Thaddeus goes, Sandulf finds himself yanked along, he might not have a choice in the matter anyway.

Soul Eater

Jaecar kept his calm, not so much as a glimmer of his animal peeking through his eyes as he looked at Thaddeus. “I didn’t say that. I said for this part of the investigation, there is room for you to rest. I heard you mention sick leave, and I’ll put you on it if you don’t follow orders. After the meeting, you’re going home. You’re going to rest, and when you have, you can come back in.”


Jaecar showed fangs—long, large canines that put Sandy’s to shame.


Thaddeus huffed. “Fine. But I’ll come back tonight.”


Jaecar gave him a short nod and walked past them into the conference room with a gracefulness Sandy envied. He could be graceful, but not cat graceful.


“Come on.” Sandy reached out to touch Thaddeus’ shoulder but stopped himself right before impact. “Let’s get this over with.”


Chapter 29