Oh, the envelope did contain magic,” a strange, low voice said from the doorway.tJudith looked over. She forgot her cut and her coffee. And how to breathe.tThe tall, broad man filling up the door frame looked like a warrior angel with gold hair falling into his eyes, a pale-gold undertone to his skin, and ‘heartbreaking’ green eyes….t“Any magic that involves blood is a grave threat,” he continued. “And death by paper cut would be a long and tedious way to go. I can help.
