Before they had a chance to argue, Wolfe continued. "All of the intelligence gathering that the locals are doing is at my request. They wouldn't do that for any witch.
The meals you are eating, the uniforms that most of you are wearing and the blankets on your beds all came from the raids I ran on the mundane army. Show a little respect for your host, would you?"
The Myrrh Coven Colonel nodded her head in agreement. "He has a point. Though his witches are citizens of both Morgana and Sylvan covens, as a demon, he isn't.
Sylvan doesn't discriminate as much, but Morgana Coven banished him from the city. We all accepted his offer of hospitality, so it is only right to abide by his rules."
"How can a witch take orders from a familiar?" The Morgana officer complained, making the Sylvan Army's ranking member at the table chuckle.
