I retrieved the small suitcase from the closet; I needed some clothes. I opened it, placing it on the bed. I required comfortable attire and also had to consider the impending winter. I placed some clothes into the suitcase, including about three pairs of shoes. I gathered what creams and perfumes I could find. I was a natural consumer; I couldn't help it if I was such a shopaholic.I closed the suitcase. I still had my phone, but I couldn't recall where it was. I assumed it was waiting for me in the kitchen. I descended to the second floor, heading towards it, but I was interrupted by knocks at the door. I wasn't expecting anyone, and I didn't even know if someone had informed me, given that I didn't have my phone. So, I wasn't sure if I should be nervous. The door was knocked on again. I could feel my hands sweating. I took an uncertain step. If it was someone malicious, they wouldn't knock on the door, right?— Olivia? Are you at home?I sighed when I heard Lee's voice. I supposed
When had things ended like this? I could feel when the sudden turn made me slam my head against the door again. That should be the fifth time this has happened; he must have been walking in circles on purpose. I tried not to think of anything, hoping that Logan would get us out of this as soon as possible, but he might take a while.— We’ll be there soon. Don’t you think you’d better put that fleabag bitch out?— She’s still human. Looks like nobody’s survived his bite yet. So the only thing that’s gotten into her so far is his dick.Didn’t anyone survive? How could they know something like that? Why wouldn’t Logan tell me that? I could feel my head throbbing. Why did he keep hiding things from me? All he thinks of me is that I’m just a burden.Logan, your name repeated itself countless times in my mind. I could do that again, couldn’t I? Get into your subconscious. I want to kick your fucking ass right now, Logan Striker, you big idiot.I felt the darkness suck me out again. First it
— You trust that stupid wolf too much, right now, he’s probably running around town like a dumb cockroach.I was startled when the crash became present. The distant wall exploded in pieces. I watched the black wolf emerge amid the dust. The red eyes sparkled more than any other time I had seen him, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of me. I felt my heart jump in my chest; it could be that fast and that big.You can see when his hand went up high, just down towards Elizabeth, but he stopped at the last minute. I could see that the claws had a little blood. Elizabeth pushed me back with her foot. I felt the chair hit everything on the floor, making a bang. She jumped over me, seeing Logan follow in his direction. This time he did not hold the claws, but somehow she stopped his attack.— No use using physical attack, my dagger repels everything.— Divine blessing.I looked without understanding what it meant, had much more to learn than I could imagine, tried to look at Logan,
My eyes focused on Olivia; she was still admiring the portal, analyzing the symbols that turned from one side to the other. All this was new to her; like a human without knowledge about magic, she had no idea that this was dark or infernal magic. The portals created by Inccubus and Succubus were made for teleportation to harvest people’s life energy, so they could come and go from hell without bothering anyone and hide from the hunters and many others who hunted them.I pulled Olivia closer, making her enter the portal. I couldn’t go back to Sleepy Hollow that way; it would be an easy target to attack me, so I asked Ambrose to leave us at the door of my apartment, but now, as if he could take me inside, I looked at my shirt; the blood soaked the fabric. If anyone saw me, it would be problematic, so I opened the door without delay, feeling my body start to weigh. Soon I would erase, but before that, I needed to tell her that was fine.— Olivia.— Go rest, you need some time, and I need
I could feel my body ache, but being awake made me feel better. After all, reliving countless bad memories from my childhood just puts me in a bad mood. I let out a sigh and ran my hand through my hair, feeling the tangled strands. What is Olivia doing now? I sat on the bed, feeling my belly slightly burn, at least it was almost healed. My eyes wandered around the room, noticing the emptiness. I could still smell her presence there. I got up, only then realizing I was wearing my sweatpants, and the wound was covered with a bandage. She couldn't help but smile; she had done that even though she didn't need to.I heard someone say my name, and I could recognize that voice even in a crowd in a stadium. I got up, and the last traces of my good mood disappeared completely. Why was he here?I left the room, following his voice and heading towards the kitchen. I could hear his conversation with Olivia. He remembered a past when I wasn't happy, but in his mind, I was. My older brother, the m
— Logan, he's going to say that as soon as you meet again, so I think it's better to show you right away. He'll probably claim that this was done by one of your allies, but don't believe it; he did this himself.I could see when he turned his back, lifting his shirt up. I couldn't help but be shocked; the black symbols were etched into his skin. Even though my knowledge of cursed symbols wasn't all that extensive, I could recognize a death curse from afar because it had a really strong scent of death.— A death curse, why would he do this?— A death curse? That doesn't sound good at all.I looked at Olivia; her eyes were focused on the symbols etched on my brother's back. My father had probably gone insane, or there was something I still didn't know behind that ministry.— A death curse, just because I refused to bring him the information, but it's also a way to keep me by his side. If I stay by his side, the effects of the curse are basically nonexistent. But when I distance myself,
I let out a sigh as I reflected on my brother's departure, which had occurred a few hours ago. I wanted to avoid talking to anyone as much as possible, especially Olivia. I knew she had many unanswered questions and doubts, but at that moment, my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, and for some reason, I couldn't stop thinking about the day I left my father's house.I closed my eyes, allowing the memories to flood my mind. My father had always looked at me with contempt, but this time, I could see a vein pulsating on his forehead. He thought he could control me longer by denying me any money. I didn't even have a bank account because he didn't allow it. However, thanks to Olivia, who had numerous bank accounts, some of which were unused for unknown reasons, she gave one of those accounts to me. I could finally save some money. I guess he couldn't wait for that. He was so busy destroying my life as a human that he couldn't imagine I would earn a decent living as a mercenary in the supern
I could see her turning, getting her butt up, her legs crossed, and I couldn't help but look at her butt, but my view was interrupted when she turned her face to the side, smiling at me.— I have a very important question.She said this, running her hand through her hair. I couldn't imagine what it would be, maybe about the blood moon or the curse that marked Louis's skin, but there were so many other things she could ask.— Why do your brother's and your names start with the letter of your father's name? Like, Loid and Louis and Logan, why is that?I looked at her, holding back the urge to laugh. It wasn't possible that I was nervous about this. I could see her blink at me; it was obvious that she didn't want to have a serious conversation now, which made me immensely relieved. I didn't even know what to do now; knowing about Louis had confused me about what my next step should be at the moment.— It's a tradition in my father's family. The older brother, when he has sons, chooses a