Wed to the Alpha
He sits in quiet contemplation for what feels like forever before he finally puts his empty cup on the table and looks me dead in the eye and says, “the only logical reason I can place, and given the unkind suggestions the voices have tried to encourage you to perform… that you have some demonic spirits attached to you.”
“I’m sorry, what?” Jay laughs out awkwardly. “Spirits? Demons? I’ve never seen either of those in my life. They are just excuses humans always used to blame anyone not like them, for their bad luck.” For him to say something like that, makes me feel less bad about not believing Bucky fully just yet myself. However, with how wise the Sorcerer is, I know better than to say a w
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