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Chapters (66)
  1. PREFACE
  2. Full Page Image
  3. ONE
  4. TWO
  5. One week ago
  6. THREE
  7. Present day
  8. FOUR
  9. FIVE
  10. SIX
  11. SEVEN
  12. EIGHT
  13. NINE
  14. TEN
  15. ELEVEN
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. EIGHTEEN
  23. NINETEEN
  24. TWENTY
  25. TWENTY-ONE
  26. TWENTY-TWO
  27. TWENTY-THREE
  28. TWENTY-FOUR
  29. TWENTY-FIVE
  30. TWENTY-SIX
  31. TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. TWENTY-NINE
  34. THIRTY
  35. THIRTY-ONE
  36. THIRTY-TWO
  37. THIRTY-THREE
  38. THIRTY-FOUR
  39. THIRTY-FIVE
  40. THIRTY-SIX
  41. THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. THIRTY-NINE
  44. FORTY
  45. FORTY-ONE
  46. FORTY-TWO
  47. FORTY-THREE
  48. FORTY-FOUR
  49. FORTY-FIVE
  50. FORTY-SIX
  51. FORTY-SEVEN
  52. FORTY-EIGHT
  53. FORTY-NINE
  54. FIFTY
  55. FIFTY-ONE
  56. FIFTY-TWO
  57. FIFTY-THREE
  58. FIFTY-FOUR
  59. FIFTY-FIVE
  60. FIFTY-SIX
  61. FIFTY-SEVEN
  62. FIFTY-EIGHT
  63. FIFTY-NINE
  64. SIXTY
  65. SIXTY-ONE
  66. SIXTY-TWO

Damn, someone really didn't sleep well last night if he's so bothered by a simple smile.

He somehow manages to pull my lips into a flat line. His own lips twitch in response. He proudly nods to himself as he continues to stare at me with those intense eyes of his. There's something odd about the way he regards me, and in a weird twist of fate, I don't know whether to feel flustered or incensed at his behavior.

"I think we shouldn't start the day with a conflict," Thea intervenes, sneaking between us. His hands drop from my face, but his expression doesn't change. If anything, I catch a note of wistfulness, but I could be wrong. I don't think Ze has more than two basic emotions—annoyance and arrogance.

"We need to show a strong front. People are watching," she says as she inclines her head toward the audience gathered around us.

Ze mumbles something under his breath as he pushes his chin up in indignation, but not before he gives me one last scathing look.

Just what the hell is his deal today?

I roll my eyes, taking Thea's arm and continuing toward the courtyard. On our way, we have the opportunity to see more teams. Most of them are in pairs of four or a maximum of five, with very few in duos or trios. Some are humanoid-looking like the foxes from yesterday while some are less...normal-looking—at least my kind of normal. There's a wide variety of horns, tails, and other...appendages.

"In Christian lore, demons are the ones with horns generally," I mention quietly to Thea.

"Oh, those?" She points directly to one of the horned groups—who immediately take note of her interest. "They're some incubi species. Right, Cer?"

"Don't look at them, Thea. They'll take it as an invitation."

"Invitation?" I frown.

"They...feed on sex," Cer explains, doing his best to keep a straight face.

"Oh." My curiosity immediately plummets as I avert my gaze.

"Oh, indeed." Thea chuckles. "I guess they would be seen as demons in your world, but it's not what we'd technically call a demon. Humans tend to call any being with less than honorable intentions a demon."

Cer nods. "They're known to usually prey on humans since they are the easiest to control. They've been around for thousands of years in your world."

My lashes flutter in disbelief. First, there are demons that feed on human souls. Now there are other creatures that prey on humans? My God! A shudder goes down my back as I realize just how unsafe my world is. And here I thought that my past was the epitome of fucked up. But it seems it doesn't even begin to cover the reality.

"Does no one stop them from taking advantage of people?" I ask, horrified.