Chapter 11 : I Know You Are But What Am I

Zee's POV

"And the First Light of Morning

Woke to usher the first dawn in Hell

And cried as it happened.

For the Light was a weak and paltry thing

And lacked the Warmth He was accustomed to

Now that they were in the dark.

He asked for forgiveness,

Begged for it,

And heard—for the first time,

Nothing in return."

~ The Book of Lost Days

Lilith 2:1-2

"You know life would be a lot easier if you didn't scream as much…"

I wiggled my pinky finger in my ear, trying—but failing—to knock loose some of the blood that managed to worm its way in there after my last client. I hated when humans gushed, like popping a tick after it's fed for a while. Dis-freakin'-gustin'!

The woman I'd dragged down into the Pit with me had the nerve to grab my leg, doubling down on her crocodile tears. She was putting her all into the waterworks. I sighed, snapping my wrist back so my fiery whip made out of the spine of the first human I'd slaughtered for the opposing team coiled loosely around my