Chapter 4
Tastes exploded on Sandy’s tongue. He tried not to groan too much, but the food was delicious, and he hadn’t eaten in a decade. He had a beer and then he poured a glass of wine to have with the steak.
“This tastes so good, Thaddeus. The best I’ve had in ages.”
“It would’ve been even if it had tasted bad since you haven’t eaten in ages.”
Sandy laughed, feeling free for the first time in a long, long time. He might not be able to change into a wolf while inside the circle, but he could eat, and he was alive—sort of. Thaddeus hadn’t flooded him with energy once, he couldn’t, but he was still solid, still able to chew, taste, and swallow. It made him look at Thaddeus.
He could chew, taste, and swallow. Without thinking, he stood.
“What are you doing?” Thaddeus took a sip of
