Chapter 120

*Kravos*

Warmth spreads over my face, a light misting of blood from the unfortunate wolf that is still being controlled by Vesper’s shit spell. I know there are more coming, but I can’t help but pause and glance around, trying to determine where they will come from next. Like cockroaches, they scuttle around, lurking until they can no longer hide. It’s offputting how un-wolf like it feels.

Vesper