I opened my eyes apprehensively. My frenzied gaze scanned the room. The creepy mirror demons didn’t bother me, as Desmond was the only one that interested me. That voice had an uncanny similarity to my incubus. Where was he? Why couldn’t I see him? My eager search continued until Madame Meredith Long’s hysterical laughter distracted me. “Welcome, incubus. It’s a pleasure to meet you again,” The old witch snickered. “I have been preparing for your arrival for hours. Candles add ...