Chapter 21

Livia sighed, still fighting back her gag reflex as she rounded the corner and saw someone standing in a circle of light a ways off. Steps slowing, she rested her hand on the gun holstered visibly on her hip, waiting for the signal. Who the hell was her stalker this time? Might as well use her magic rather than risk being killed or being found out by the council? After all, it was no secret that the council of the supernatural hated her kind. Damn it, her coven leader would be disappointed, but she was a rogue, a rebel, whatever happened, she was a traitor, right?

The figure raised their arm and moved it in two clear circles. Returning the gesture, Livia picked up the pace, ready to get this over with and be on her way home.

The moment she was close enough to see the little man waiting for her next to the shipping container, Livia knew with absolute, shocking clarity that he wasn’t human.

It wasn’t a sense, and she didn’t need to release any of her power to tell. No one l