“What do you mean half witch? I have done nothing like that before.” My mind was reeling. There was no way this was real, it couldn’t be. “In your time, magic didn’t exist, so you couldn’t tap into your abilities.” Sin informed me. “Is that why you brought me here?” I asked, my voice getting louder as panic seized at my chest. “I brought you here so you would make a deal with me. Remember? Are you ready to do so?” he smiled hopefully but frowned as I struggled to catch my breath. “Little flame?” My hand flew to my chest as I struggled to catch my breath, Sin placed his hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eyes, worry was written on his face. “You’re having a panic attack just breathe, tears blurred my vision as he pulled me to him. He held my head to his chest “listen to my breathing, focus only on that.” He told me. Slowly my breathing returned to normal, and I went to push him away, but he held me tightly. “So, about that deal?” “No, I’m not making a deal with you,” I to
“Where is Rook?” I asked Merula when I entered the throne room. He was sitting by the side wall with a demoness in his lap. He quickly stood and bowed as I took a seat on my throne. “On his way, sire. Are you alright? You look angry?” he asked, backing away like a scared rodent. “I’m pissed.” I spat, as he backed away. “Brother, you wanted to see me?” Rook asked as he walked into the throne room, looking at Merula, then at me with a question on his face. “Out!” I ordered to the crowded throne room as they hurried to leave, Merula leaving with them. “What has happened?” Rook questioned. “Your damn brother has touched what is mine and I am not at all pleased that he seems to have the same abilities as your damned mother.” I bit out as he flinched. “I’m sorry I was unaware that he had inherited them. You know I have her abilities as well and for some reason, unlike my mother, I can only control those that have feelings or a connection to me. My brother’s abilities are the same as m
The week passed in a blur; I spent most of my time taking care of Samuel, changing his bandages, and trying my best to help him stay comfortable. He was a nice guy and was surprisingly easy to talk to. Abigail seemed to dislike him though and Sin constantly stopped in to see how he was healing; I think he wanted to send him away. It was odd to watch the two together. It was as if they knew each other, I couldn’t help but feel that everyone was keeping things from me. When I asked Sin questions, he’d flirt and find ways to distract me, whereas Samuel just refused to answer. It was infuriating feeling like I was the only one not in on the joke. Even Abigail was tight-lipped when I asked her how she knew Sin. Abigail looked over my clothes, assessing me, “that should do it. If we leave now, we should arrive on time for Sunday's service.” I nodded, “What about Samuel, won’t he be put in the stocks if he doesn’t attend?” I asked, looking towards the room where he was resting. “I will s
Where was she? Church finished hours ago. I did not want to spend any alone time with Abigail, if it could be helped. Abigail walked into the room, a smirk on her face, “Afternoon, how is my patient this fine day?” She asked with a bright smile. “You’re awfully chipper, aren’t you?” I grumbled, disappointed it wasn’t Amaya. “Yes, my beautiful granddaughter has met a wonderful man and is on a walk with him as we speak.” She practically singed. Her eyes, watching me closely, looking for a reaction. I fisted my hands, trying not to show any emotion. “If Sin is with her again, I swear I will.” “You will what?” She dared me. Moving closer to me. “Hurt him, kill him, you would hurt her to get what you want, wouldn’t you?” She accused. “That is exactly why she won’t pick you. You are selfish and are only out for yourself.” “That’s not what I meant.” “Isn’t it though? You don’t see how she feels or even care to ask. You just see her as a prize to be obtained when she is so much more tha
What the hell was happening to me? I left the cabin, heading to the trees where I couldn’t hurt anyone. I walked down the path heading into the forest, not really paying attention to where I was going. Everything was an assault to my senses, and I felt like every nerve in my body was on alert. I came upon a large maple tree, deciding it was a good a place as any. I sat at the base of the tree. Taking deep breaths to calm my ragged breathing. How was I supposed to control something I have never had before and how did I get this ability to begin with? Awhile later I heard rustling in the trees and looked over to see Abigail emerge from them, a little winded. “Well, it took some time to find you.” Abigail announced as she approached me. She sat on the grass in front of me. “Are you okay?” I shrugged, “I don’t know what is happening to me and how to control it. I have never done anything like this before. Everything is so new, and it is a lot to digest, not to mention the witch hunte
The meeting with the oracle was eye opening as well as infuriating, why would Lazarus and I both have the same fated mate? How is that even possible? Angry I mounted my nightmare Amdis. As Rook mounted his nightmare, he asked, “Why did you take her to the future?” “That is my business.” I snapped annoyed at the whole situation. “Fair enough, was just wondering how you two were connected before this, I thought you found her at random.” Ignoring him, I thought about that day. The baby I dropped into the future hadn’t even crossed my mind at all. At the request of a friend, I agreed to transport her daughter to somewhere that was safe. I was there all of five minutes, placing the basket in a safe spot for the fire station manager to find. I left and didn’t look back. So how was it that by complete chance I travelled back and found her as an adult and felt pulled to get her of all the people to help me repay my debt, and carry out my plan? How was it I chose her? We rode back in silen
I was asleep in Abigail’s living room when I heard someone stumbling around, half asleep I sat up, rubbing my eyes. “What time is it?” I asked as I looked out the window. It was still dark, nothing was visible. The fire in the enormous fireplace was nothing but red coals. I couldn’t even see who was crashing into everything. “Damn it.” I heard Sin curse as he banged into a piece of furniture. I leaned over and turned on the lantern that I kept beside my spot by the fireplace, then stood and grabbed some logs, putting them into the fireplace to get it going again. Then I turned and faced Sin. He stood there and stared at me, “What are you doing?” I hissed in a low voice, trying not to wake anyone. “Wanted to see you.” He slurred as he stumbled towards me. “Really?” I raised my brows and crossing my arms. He seemed to be drunk. “And how much have you had to drink? Can you even get drunk?” I pondered, as he smiled mischievously. “Yup, demons have their own type of alcohol.” He repli
“Why would you make such a ridiculous deal?” Hellebore asked as I closed the door. How long had she been here? I sighed, “You’re spying on me now?” I retorted before adding, “If we pushed her right now, she would reject us both, and I haven’t exactly made the best impression on her, mother.” “You can say that again?” she sneered as she gestured to me, “Still haven’t got the witch to undo her spell, I see.” She stated as she watched me use the crutches to return to the bed. “No… I’m using these for fun.” I lifted the crutches as she frowned at my sarcasm. “You can’t even get a witch to do your bidding, how are you supposed to control demons?” She shook her head, disappointed. "Maybe I should've picked Rook." “I told you once and a hundred times before. I don’t want to be King never have. It’s you who wants me in a place of power so you can make me into a puppet king.” I bit out angrily. Her face reddened with anger as she walked towards me and grabbed my chin hard; long nails digg