(Volume 1 completed) A world where witches and warlocks practice witchcraft, bloodshed, sacrifice, and worship underworld deities. One witch, Elvira Cain, loses her heart to her species' enemy, a wizard while working as an undercover spy. Her heart is now torn between loyalty to her kind and the man who has opened her eyes to a new world of kindness. If she chose him, would he ever accept her true nature? Even if he did, would her family let her live with that decision? War, bloodshed, and consequences will surely follow whatever choice she makes.
Wivior appeared from behind the armed, courageous yet dripping with sweat humans. Mrs. Harris's person-finding skills were impressive. Humans weren't as cowardly and useless as Elvira was made to believe.
"That's her!" Mrs. Harris pointed a finger at Leona. She shoved Wivior inside and shut the door immediately, not wasting any time to shield herself and her nephew from any harm.
The energy in the room was unsettling. Wivior cleared his throat. He put his arms behind him and advanced toward them tentatively. "So, is this your sister, Leona?"
Elvira turned to her sister, who looked frozen and as still as a statue. "Yes. It's her. And Leona, he is Wivior."
"Lovely to finally meet you. Elvira has spoken so much about you," said Wivior, extending a friendly hand.
Many things twitched in Leona's face. Her protruding eyes could neither blink nor stop looking at Wivior. It was as if his presence was doing something bizarre to her nervous system.