‘You’ the black haired woman snarled furiously, ‘what are you doing here, how did you find me?’
Rowan stared back at the woman in shock as his companions stood next to him staring between the two, even Nathaniel rendered speechless by the woman’s venomous tone.
‘Uhh, do I know you?’ he asked confusedly.
The woman threw back her head and laughed mirthlessly as if unsurprised by his words. ‘Of course not’ she muttered to herself, ‘of course the great and terrible Ghost, terror of the dreams of the supernatural world, doesn’t remember me, he only ruined my life, nothing that would disturb his sleep let alone ingrain me in his mind, but then I was just one of many wasn’t I.’
Rowan closed his eyes momentarily at the sound of his old name, his jaw ticking as he reigned himself in. ‘I assume
