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

Perhaps it was for the best that he wasn’t alive anymore. Thaddeus was his mate, would always be his mate, and had always been his mate. But if he had found him while alive, he wasn’t sure he’d have allowed himself to be with him. Werewolves and wizards were enemies. They might not fight openly, but they did not get along.


He wished he could’ve left the apartment. Not because he wanted away from Thaddeus, but he needed to sleep, and Sandy wished he could have spent some time alone with Ric, see Ulf. He hadn’t dared ask Ric what Ulf was doing these days. Was he mated too? What if he had kids like Ric? How much had he missed?


He was lucky to be given a second chance, lucky to be able to come back from the dead in whatever form he could, but things would never be normal again. He would always be the ghost who followed Thaddeus wherever he went.


Chapter 32