Harley shifted back into her human form. Her long black hair waved down around her waist and she walked towards to old woman in a calculated manner.
“You work for him, don’t you?” Harley’s voice sent chills down my spine. She sounded demonic.
The hag’s eyes widened for a split second before returning to her uncaring stare.
“What of it, kitten?” she asked Harley, chuckling.
Harley grabbed the old woman’s face similar to how she had Denny, but this time, Harley’s eyes lit up and her head fell back.
The old woman acted like Harley was draining the life from her, falling back into her chair trying to catch her breath. Surprise fleeted across her face as her eyes met Harleys.
“You called him my king.” Harley leaned down, getting eye level with the old woman.
“What are you doing to me
