It was as if Page’s words dug into Jonathan’s psyche, found cracks he hadn’t known were there, and took root all in one moment.

Jonathan’s head was spinning, and he felt confused, dizzy.

On the other side of the table, Page just sat there, watching him. Was he looking to see what effect his words would have?

‘What did he say about the marking? Is he… turning me?’

“Only if you want it, Jonathan,” Page replied, his ...