“I have no idea.” I paused, hesitating before I passed the note back to him. “Dirge, does this impression in the wax look familiar to you?”
He accepted the note and stared at it long and hard before answering. “No? Does it look familiar to you?”
I reached over to the nightstand, picking up the coin Brand had given me. Two faces pointing away from each other were etched into one side. But the other was a circle of numerals in some ancient language that I didn’t recognize. And that was what was pressed into the wax.
I held them up to show him, and he looked surprised. “Brand? But… I would ask how, but the man literally disappeared in front of us, so he’s clearly not all wolf, or he’s mated to someone incredibly powerful.” He shook his head, fingering the bit of wax thoughtfully. “How did
