Eleonore’s POV
“I…” Michael began. “I see…”
I didn’t move as I stared at him.
“And this happened how long ago?” I shrugged as I looked at Ruan, who in turn looked back at Michael.
“A few months, at least.”
“I see.”
“You said that already.” Ruan deadpanned and I hit his arm lightly, glaring at him and telling him to behave through the mindlink.
Ruan had come back with Michael some time ago, and after the twins had met him and determined that he was safe enough–with a bit of convincing from me–to be let into the pack house and more importantly the library where Ruan, Michael and I sat now, I could finally manage to tell him everything I had learned since the last time we spoke.
“Well, even in my case this is definitely a rare occurrence. It’s not often enough that the host is able to speak with the demon itself, nevertheless have enough control to relay that information back to me. So you’ll have to excuse me if I’m a bit lost for words right now.”