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‘No one innocent. No souls which aren’t already marked for Hell will be affected by us. I assure you.’
His hand rests on my inner thigh. It’s a firm grip, but gentle. Almost reassuring. His thumb traces back and forth.
‘Ready?’
I swallow dryly and take a deep breath.
‘Yes.’
‘Good girl.’ He slams the car into gear, and we speed away down the driveway.
The euphoria claims me.
Everything goes painfully white.
Chapter 7
Willow
‘Wake up, Little Soul.’
The world returns with a blink.
It’s still dark outside. The soft patter of rain hits the windows, and the car has stopped.
Outside, I’m still and silent. Inside, I’m strangely empty. I can’t think. I don’t feel the panic I know I should at what’s to come. Nor the amount of guilt I believe I should feel for taking a lust demon to a mansion full of people and sentencing them to death.
Lust rests his hand on my cheek as he softly smiles.
‘There you are. Feeling okay?’ he asks.
‘Are we here?’ I ask. ‘Is it time?’
‘Yes. We’re here. My brothers tell me they have no strength to speak to you, but they are with you. So, whatever you are about to face, know that you are not alone. Okay?’
‘What am I about to face?’
He simply smiles, lowers his white mask and steps out of the car.
My fingers rub the scars on my wrists from the years of chains they kept me in.
The Brotherhood deserve this fate. Nate, Tyler and Kai. Especially Xion, who handed me over to them. All their souls deserve to burn. And Lust is right. I made the pact. I should have known it would not be as simple as I thought it would be. That no one else would get caught in the crossfire.
Demons are trapped in Hell for a reason.
Their souls were already marked, I tell myself. They were destined for Hell no matter what. I just sped up the process, is all.
He opens my door and offers his hand.
‘Why can you speak to me, but they can’t?’ I ask, still sitting in my seat. His hand remains outstretched. ‘Only you ever spoke to me as your shadow form. Then inside my head. The other two were always silent. Why?’
‘Because of the three of us, my worship was stronger.’
‘What does that mean?’
‘You always lusted after the brief moments of pleasure they offered. You lusted after annoying them. You lusted after being wanted. Of the three of us, you channelled me much more than the other two.’
‘What are the other two?’ I ask.
