Chapter 31

“You haven’t told me exactly how frightening the spirit was earlier today.”

Endymion chortled. “You will never let it go, will you?”

“Nope.”

Endymion shook his head. “The spirit had a death grip on Walter. The more I exerted my magic to drag him out from the boy, the tighter its hold would become.”

“Shit…”

Endymion shuddered at the memory. “I was furious. No, I was livid at that damn spirit. Walter must be in such severe pain as I fought to pull that spirit out.”

“Did…did he bleed out anywhere?”

Endymion shut his eyes for a second or two. “No, but his scream was heartbreaking to listen to. Walter isn’t even five years old. I hate subjecting children to exorcism. I’ll be all right magic-wise, but I’m always emotionally drained after such a session.”

“I bet. Anyway, let’s talk about something else. What do you think about Darwin and Kellan?”

Endymion could feel the blood rushing up his neck and cheeks immediately. “They…they’re cool.”