Chapter 19Jesse’s skin crawled as soon as he walked through John’s front door. It was the same horrible sense that stopped him from asking John for help against Foster. It made him want to leave. It made him want to end John, just so he could stop whatever horrible magic he was using. No matter how many times he told himself it was just preparation for the very spell Jesse had asked John to perform, a primal part of him refused to be logical about it.
He smiled anyway. He had gone to John like the proverbial puppy, with his tail between his legs, begging for scraps. It had bordered on humiliating, but he needed John to believe the request. It had been a little too easy to convince John that Jesse was as weak as John seemed to have believed. As galling as that was, Jesse smiled anyway.
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