Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Something crazy was happening, and I knew I wasn't losing my mind. Or was I? I have noticed I’ve been on edge a lot more than usual. I chalked it off to being stuck here with these filthy Necromancers. That, and sexual tension, of course. Giving up my plaything wasn’t my best decision. In fact, I was now kind of regretting it.

Then there’s Haven being a damn tease. I felt my jaw tense up at the thought of her. But what if it was more than I was thinking? I grabbed some sort of fancy pastry off the tray sitting on the dining room table.

What if I'm brushing it off as normal occurrences, when whatever it might be is literally right under my nose? I needed a break from these dirty Necromancers. Maybe I was turning into one of them. The thought made me laugh. Not in a thousand years.

I materialized to the park by my home. It was one of my favorite places to sit and think. There was a bench right off the river trail where I could sit and read. Here, I could still see the people