Chapter 155

Sheila's point of view I kept staring at the mirror, watching my very own reflection. I could hardly get any sleep last night, especially after my time with Vladimir. I could feel it in the depths of my soul, something was happening. Nikolai was getting to Vladimir. He had begun to suspect the process of the ritual; he must know I was doing it wrong. And now, just when I had to be involved, they were trying to cut me off.