Chapter 15
“Sometimes love is beautiful and wondrous. But sometimes love is the darkest kind of dark—all-consuming and without any care for who it destroys.” ~Jezebel
“Thad, what is this word?” asked Jewel. She’d spent all morning poring over the pages of Jezebel’s spell book, cross-referencing the spell to the ancient texts Wadim, the Romanian pack historian, had brought. It would’ve been nice if the man had stayed and helped. Jewel could tell right away he knew his business when it came to supernatural history. But, apparently, he had a new mate back in Romania and, according to Peri, he was needed to help the wolves there fight a threat even more sinister than Volcan. Jewel shuddered at the thought. She didn’t see how anyone or anything could be eviler than Volcan. “Sengoisegnom. It l
