His voice, that sick, delighted rasp, still echoed in Diva’s head.
“Finally, I’ve found a puppet for Mia’s spirit… and what fun that it’s Alpha Logan’s only daughter.”
Then he’d laughed ... that hollow, psychotic laugh ... before sinking straight into the floor, melting into the shadows as if hell had opened just for him.
Diva couldn’t move for a heartbeat.
Her breath came out in shivers, her palms clammy, heart drumming fast enough to break ribs. The temperature dropped ... even the flowers seemed to recoil.
Emma broke first.
She let out a strangled scream and bolted for the hidden compartment behind the counter, her shoes squeaking against the wooden floor. “Oh my goodness. "
"Princess Diva! I told you opening this damn place.....its getting scary.!”
“Yeah, yeah, hide under you
