Kylian

<p>Power is intoxicating. Anyone who says you can overdo it is either incompetent or a very good liar. I've chased down every scrap of additional magic that crossed my path drained it and started the hunt anew. My obsession hasn't made me much of a companion. I wouldn't have blamed my bondmate for leaving but the snow leopard has stuck by my side.</p><p><br></p><p>It pains me to admit he's my sole connection to my better nature. He tempers my penchant for blowing holes in the world and asking questions later. Not that he has a soft side. He doesn't but we've taken care of each other for all the years in my memory.</p><p><br></p><p>Information just fell into my lap. Critical material I should have picked up on if I'd been paying attention. My next stop is Grigori the werewolf who heads up a gang of paranormal assassins. Once I was part his Circle but I left to sharpen my seer skills. No matter how adept I became scrying the future-or the past-didn't augment my power so I moved on. Flitting from this to that to the other has been the story of my obscenely long life.</p><p><br></p><p>No more. It's back to the Circle for the leopard and me. We'll remain as long as we're needed.</p>