Fiona tried to whisper a spell, but her mouth also froze. She couldn't move a single part of her body. Her thoughts became jumbled, making it difficult for her to think of any spells.
When she heard her bed move, her heart began to race. He was in her bed. Her son's father was in her house while her priestess was sleeping. She thought to herself, The old hag was very stupid and useless.
"Yes, Ezeldah is very stupid," the voice said, forcing her to gather her thoughts. He was in her head, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Strong arms wrapped around her waist as a hard knot constricted her throat, making it difficult to breathe.
She had no idea whether it was a demon or human. The only indications that he was in human form were the cologne and the hands that felt human around her waist.
