Chapter 15

Who invited Volkov?

Someone mentally attacked her. Before you.

"What do I care what happens to her?" Sitri's words stopped tormenting me. Either he lost interest or heard the annoyance in Clive's voice. It depends on the circumstances, doesn't it?

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. Bile, hot and sour, hit my throat. Having a man take control of my body brought back the memories I had worked hard to bury. I wanted to run away and hide in the Killed Sheep, but first I wanted to hunt down and kill every demon in the room.

“If this has nothing to do with your kind, then we just interrupted your poker game. And for this invasion, you have already received your payback, given the games you played with her. However, if I discover that the visions incapacitating her are the work of demons... well, let's just say, for the sake of the health of all concerned, it would be better if it wasn't." Clive's voice remained pleasant, if not bored, but the skin around Sitri's eyes tightened.

“I won