Page 11 of Magical Whispers & the Undead (Mystic Willow Bay, Witches 5)

I shake my head. This must be a trick. Perhaps my little zombie pet is using her hybrid powers to mess with my head.

I give her a suspicious sidelong glance.

Her attention darts to me. “What’s wrong?”

I plaster on a smile, although it takes a lot of work. “Nothing’s ever wrong, my little zombie pet. That’s the first thing you should know about me.”

She doesn’t appear convinced, yet she shrugs and fixes her gaze on the ground again.

Fuck. I need to pull myself together and hollow out my soul again.

If it’s one thing a demon fears, it’s having a functioning soul.

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