Chapter 24

“Human, warlock, same difference.” Quiller shrugged. “Either way, why would you degrade yourself like this? Where is your pride?”

“You don’t understand! I don’t need anything else, he loves me, just for me, no matter what form I’m in. What’s wrong in that?”

“But, you say here—” Quiller grimaced at my letter. “‘My life is yours.’ Why would you want to give yourself away?”

“It’s mylife,” I mumbled, hanging my head. “It’s mine to give. We love each other. Now, please, give back my letter.”

Quiller shrugged, but he released me from his spell and handed back the letter.

“Thank you.” I smoothed the creases on the page and refolded it carefully. “I suppose you’re going to tell on me?”

“Pfft!” Quiller snorted. He threw his hands up and flopped down onto my bed. “I don’t know what to do, Wulf! Elfren said you’d lost your mind, and I’m starting to believe him.”

“My mind is fine,” I snapped. “I should’ve known Elfren would tell on me.”