SELENE POV
Chloe led me over to a chaise across from the hearth whose embers were close to burning out. I laid back on the pillows and lifted my chin so that Chloe had access to my neck. Tor stood in front of me at my feet watching closely.
The elder witch sat on a stool next to the chaise, in her hands were a small ceramic pot and a paintbrush.
“The silver has been enchanted," Chloe said as she dipped the brush into the pot. “We will need to break the enchantment before we can remove the collar."
Tor's arms were crossed over his chest as he watched, his silver eyes following every movement Chloe made. She brought the loaded paintbrush to my throat and added a few brushstrokes. As she worked, the temperature of the collar began to rise.
I shifted uncomfortably and Tor seemed to no
