“Or not,” I say, walking up the stairs to find Blair. Her snake is coiled around her wrist. She hasn’t changed from her outfit to the club as she lies on her side, facing away from the door.

“Babe,” I say, going to sit next to her. Fez gives me a shitty look, well, a shitty look by snake standards.

“Dax, I don’t think I’m completely a witch.”

I sigh and nod my head. As soon as the smoke came out of her hands, I knew she wasn’t fully a witch. “I know, but you’re still my little witch.”

She rolls her eyes and scoffs. The snake sticking his tongue out and licking her forearm.

“What do you know about your dad?” I ask.

“Not much. He usually just lets me talk when he visits me for my birthday.”

“When’s your birthday?”

“Friday,” she replies.

“Your birthday is in a week and you didn’t tell me?” She shrugs, cradling her head further into her pillow. “Are you supposed to meet your dad?”

“Yeah, on the dot, every birthday. He never misses it. He always gives me money, takes me out to eat and gives me the longest hug at the end of the night.”

“Maybe your mom knows something?”

“Seeing as she tried to sacrifice me and she’s gone into hiding, I’m not sure how I’m supposed to ask her.”

“Kas and I need to find Asmo, and after that’s done, I think we need to track down your mom. Mara seems more powerful and calculated than I thought. Maybe if we know more about why she wants to use you as a vessel, the easier it will be to take her down.”

She nods her head, and I lean over and kiss her temple. Fez doesn’t like that at all, but I ignore the moody fuck. “Oh, do you want Kas to have access to your house?”

“No,” she replies, and I smile.

“Get some sleep. I’ll be back as soon as I find Asmo. Maybe change into some comfier clothes?”

She nods her head, and I put the blanket on top of her, in case she decides she doesn’t want to get up. I spin on my heel, leaving her house with a pit of worry festering in my stomach.

22. Blair

Chapter 22

A slight squeeze around my wrist wakes me up and I look down to see Fez wrapped around my arm. I thought maybe Dax would have come back at some point in the night, but the other half of my bed lay cold and empty.