“What the hell is going on now?” Mark snapped as he surged into Earl’s office. “Where is Lia? Where is Sarah? There are all kinds of extra people in this house and I don’t know who they are or why they’re here.”
“We had a guest turn up,” Earl replied, oilier than ever. His whole aura seemed to gleam like motor oil on the pavement, and his sick grin made Mark want to hurl.
“What do you mean? What guest? What’s wrong with you? Why do you look like that?”
Earl raised one eyebrow and burped. “Aiden Roark came back to me. His power is sooooo delicious. I’m almost ready for the ritual. Is it midnight yet?”
Aiden…. Roark? Earl’s pet selkie? What on earth? Why would anyone who once escaped Earl Lancaster’s clutches ever come back? No wonder Earl looks drunk. He’s sucked away more of the creatu
