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

“Wow.” Thaddeus slowly raised his left hand and ran it over Sandy’s fur. “You’re beautiful.”


Sandy was too busy panting to care what Thaddeus was doing.


“Hey, I can move.” He got to his knees. “Can you change back?”


Sandy flicked his ears, footsteps were coming closer. He bumped his head against Thaddeus’ unhurt side, wanting him to stand.


“Hey, big guy.” Thaddeus carefully fisted some of his fur, touched his ears, and patted his back. “You’re so soft.”


The footsteps were right outside now. He gave a soft whine and pushed his head against Thaddeus again.


“You want to cuddle?” Thaddeus wrapped his unhurt arm around him. Sandy wished he could’ve cuddled, but he shook Thaddeus’ arm off and turned around to face the door.


There was a jingle of keys, and Thaddeus straightened. “Someone’s coming.”


Sandy did the wolf version of an eye roll.


“Don’t look at me like that. I was distracted by the giant wolf in my circle.”


His circle? His?Wasn’t it Sandy who’d bled for that circle?


Chapter 39