“That’s what I was thinking, and why I didn’t want one in the first place.” Ivan leaned back in the chair, lazily holding his second BLT. “Honestly, a small part of me hopes I have to kill her. The other option is actually teaching her, which seems far more dangerous. I’m pretty fond of our world, but the last thing it needs is a disciple of Fornax.” “Fornax has been dead for over a decade,” Wade said, crossing his slender hands in his lap. “Tori will be a disciple of Ivan. Nothing more, nothing less.” “Let’s just hope that’s not worse.”
