บท 139: Chapter 139: Call Me A Monster

The living room in Mom's suite in Hong Kong was quiet, the air cool. I stood at the giant bank of windows, looking out over the bustling city from so far above, feeling detached.

Yes, that was the word. Detached. From what I'd done, the death of the normal. And though a part of me-the girls, mostly-thought I should feel something, I just couldn't muster it.

I'd broken the law. No witch was supposed to use magic against a normal. But these were unusual circumstances and I... didn't care if they wanted to arrest me. They could try.

He'd drugged and threatened Femke. A normal found a way to trap one of the most powerful witches in the world. The animal treated her like trash and tried to kill her.

No regrets. Nickolay Vetrov deserved what he got. My only regret was the death of Konstantin the Black Soul sorcerer. Not that I thought he deserved to live, the disgusting creature. But because he knew things I needed to uncover.

Cold? Hell yeah.