ONE HUNDRED AND TWO

~ Wyatt ~

I watched Matteo with a mix of curiosity and scepticism. Was this new truce real? Or was he acting, waiting for the perfect opportunity to throw me under the bus?

Narrowing my eyes on Matteo I nodded silently because he seemed genuine, especially given the regret in his eyes. I could tell he was replaying countless scenarios in his head, imagining how different things might have been if he had just accepted Emmy and treated her better. I agreed with him, of course, but I wasn't about to say it aloud, again; he was already drowning in enough guilt.

“If my father has There are two ways in,” I explained loudly so all could hear. “There are two ways to get into my father's realm..."

"Into hell you mean, right? Let's not sugarcoat a turd." Harrison grunted correcting me, his words were obviously meant to be a reminder to all that I was a demon, and as such should not be trusted. Sighing, I looked around and noted the way some people's eyes had hardened while others were filled