Marriage First, Mate Second
I know that my mate can take care of himself, but Stan has told me some stories about the people he meets during his research, and not all of them are upstanding citizens.
“We found out something strange,” my mate replies, his brow furrowed, “Whoever ordered those wolf’s tears is female, and is definitely using a glamor spell to alter her appearance. Also, there is no tape. Whoever it is was able to use a spell to make the security footage go dark.”
“That doesn’t sound good,” I tell him, concerned, “Do you have anything else to go on?”
Before he can respond my phone rings. It’s Dan, and he sounds frantic.