Alice's POV.
Without thinking twice, I took a defensive stance once it became clear who it was. Unlike last time, this time, I had a spell ready at the tip of my fingers. The damn demon smirked at me as the grey fog surrounded both of us. His eyes turned as black as night as I felt his stare into my very soul.
"I assume you now know how to trap one of my kind". It wasn’t a question as he stared at my stance. "How did you figure it out? No witch or warlock in a very long time has figured it out. Expect a Whitlock, of course." He added. "A Whitlock showed you? I'm surprised they show someone other than their own coven members. I guess it's because you’re their queen." He went on.
“Stay back, or I will send you to join your master.” I threatened as I took a step back.
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