Chapter 243

[Cordelia]

"Magnus."

"Good morning, Cordelia. It's been a while. How are you doing?" This monster asks as he stands over my dying son, a syringe in his hand.

"Get away from my son you sick son of a bitch!" I scream as I leap from my chair.

His hand presses the needle into the base of the IV. "I wouldn't if I were you. I'm an old man. My hand might slip, ending your son's life."

I stop.

"Why are you here, Magnus," I hold myself still, a protective hand on Jasper's chest. "If you wanted him dead, you'd have already killed him."

A feline grin stretches across his face, twisting his features. He is still handsome and charming, but now his true evil is written across his face. "You are correct, Ms Devaroux. I do want something from you. Something very important for both of us."

How dare he come here and make demands of me. He is already killing my son, what more could he possibly do? "Why bother," I scoff. "He's already dead. You made sure of that."

"Oh Cordelia," he shakes his finger,