“Get me another glass of coffee.” Devon picked up the empty journal and slumped on his seat, staring at the blank pages for a few seconds.
Harlow nodded slowly before leaving his study, wondering why the hell he was obsessed with taking coffee. He already had a glass half an hour ago, but he was suddenly craving for more.
Devon watched as the small lady left his study and sighed, ‘what would I do with her, really?’ She was starting to invade his thoughts like she owned it, challenge his authority with her naive actions. He slowly reached for the UV light on his desk and turned it towards the jotter.
Back in the Greywoods pack, they'd tried several methods.
Eve tried casting revealing spells, but it didn't work. Tried soaking half a page in water, but it didn't work as well. This wa
