Kira's POV
The thing wearing Morgana's face laughed as I scrambled backwards, my heart racing with fear.
"You should see your faces," it said, tilting its head at an odd angle. "Did you really think the most powerful witch in existence would come here personally?"
The puppet's skin started melting like wax, showing something horrible underneath. Not human, not wolf, not anything that should live in our world.
"What are you?" Zander ordered, stepping protectively in front of me.
"I'm a shadow demon," the creature said proudly. "Morgana's best pet. She's been using me to play with you all for months."
My stomach dropped. "Months?"
"Oh yes, little helper. Every person who whispered in your ear about exploring that river? Me. Every helpful stranger who led you toward danger? Me. Every lucky escape that kept you alive just long enough to meet your mate? All me, following Morgana's orders."
