Chapter 44

Ophelia

Staring at the five of them, I pinched down hard on my arm. The pain came in a short burst. Well, this wasn’t some kind of fucked up dream. That meant what they were saying had to be real.

“Demons…” I trailed off. “Like, actual demons? That sounds impossible.”

Sterling snorted dryly, “I’m sure my father thought the same thing before one tore him to shreds.”

“At least yours died with a speck of honor.” Kimberly huffed, “Mine ran like a little bitch. He was a pathetic human, so of course he fled the island.”

My entire life I’d thought Lucille was my mother. The one time I asked her who my father might’ve been, she shunned me for a week. Eventually, I learned not to ask questions.

Sterling shook his head, dislike flashing within his dark eyes as he glared at my cousin.

“Our parents cast the spell over the island seconds after the demons tore their way through. Our mothers didn’t make it,” Nova said quietly, “Along with Jude’s.”

At the mention of her, Jude stiffened.

Ryker jumped