Chapter 27- Guilt

Marlon, the Hunter’s commander and the most trusted man of the Master, was waiting on information—vital information—and his patience was thin even in the best of situations.

It didn’t bode well that his spy was late. The man he’d recruited for this particular job was volatile and arrogant, but he was also reliable. All human spies were. Drained to within a bare inch of life, the human mind slaves were under the complete control of the sorcerer who made them. Only the most powerful among the magical race could create a human spy to do their bidding, and supernatural law had long prohibited the practice as barbaric. But who cared? The Master must wake up soon, and he needed his bloodline’s magic to do that, but now that Flora, the master’s wife, was found dead, Marlon was on edge. He didn't want to start all over.

Marlon scoffed with contempt at the self-imposed, bureaucratic castration of his kind.

Just one more example of why they were overdue for change. They needed strong new lead