“Aha, my love. Come here where they cannot see us.” Count Burgall’s image pulled someone into the mist, another male wolf appearing beside him. His clothing was the same that he was currently wearing, meaning that this had more than likely happened today.
“Do you think your mate knows about us?” The other wolf whispered, kissing the Count with passion.
“Make it stop!” Count Burgall tried to stand, but the magician held him tightly in the chair as the images played out.
“I’ve been slowly poisoning her for years; she is in constant pain, even when I’m right beside her. She is never going to know, then her estate will be ours!” Count Burgall kissed the other man back, both falling to the floor in a fit of passion as they took each other’s clothes off, rods at the ready as they began to car
