It was a long day. I had been there for about twenty-four hours before the police chief learned I was being held. He released me almost immediately. He was a man who saw dollar signs floating away from him, and he was right. Detective Sullivan followed behind us like a beaten puppy. "Sir, we can't just let her go! We can hold her for another twenty-three hours." "We can, and we will." Chief Watson stated as he placed on hand on my back and gently guided me away from Detective Sullivan and toward the front of the station. "Ms. Hastings, I am terribly sorry for the inconvenience." I glanced at the older man, the tiredness making it hard to keep my eyes open. "Please understand if I am not quick to forgive this." I glanced over my shoulder to see an angry Detective and a smug lawyer walking behind me. Kendra sent me a wink, and I forced back a smile. "I understand completely. Just know that we always have and always will appreciate your family, and we want to get to the bottom of thi
"It had everything," I whispered in shock as I made a coffee. Sleep-deprived or not, there was no time to rest. With that book gone, and someone trying to kill me, I needed to find a way to protect myself and Demetri as quickly as possible. "Every page, every spell, everything in that book could be used to kill me…us." "Seraphina," Demetri stated calmly as he stopped me on the way to grab my coffee creamer from the fridge. The rough palms of his hands cupped my cheeks, holding me in place as he bent his head down to meet my gaze. "I can feel you, and I felt them. You are so much stronger than them. We will be okay. We just need to make a plan." There was so much emotion in his pitch-black eyes that it scared me. Was what he said true? Can a demon develop feelings and attachments too? There hadn't been time to discuss his admission, let alone do anything else. I wanted it to be true. My entire body, all the way to my toes, was filled with the desperate need for it to be true. "The d
Demetri P.O.VWe went to four stores full of hokey magic tricks, fake crystal balls, and idiotic board games. On each car ride, Seraphina fell asleep curled into a ball and leaning against the window on the other side of the vehicle. I eyed her with confusion and worry as she kept her distance. Her first nap, I had pulled her to me, wanting to provide her with a more comfortable resting place but she woke and pulled away as soon as her head hit my chest.Each time I tried to touch her, she shied away and started to fiddle with whatever was within her reach. I was tense the entire trip, kicking myself for being careless enough to let her see my true form. Clearly, she wasn't ready to see the real me, and now I had to work twice as hard to earn back her affection.The grinding of metal made me flinch as the car slowed. I felt my magic stir within me, urging me to get away from the area, but I wouldn't leave Seraphina. Through the window, I watched as we pulled up in front of a small sho
Demetri's P.O.V My arm moved along the wall, feeling the water-like thickness in the air. Even with my hand in it, I could not feel myself or my powers. It was as if the spell had chained away my beast. Was this what it felt like to be mortal… to be human? Is this weak form what Seraphina preferred? Nothing was appealing about the way my body was forced to take in air, and my vessel was steadily decomposing with each passing second. It was a terrible inconvenience, and it was no wonder humans did not live as long as other creatures. "You won't find it." The female voice behind me caused me to jump. I cursed myself for turning my back on the unknown witch. Without my beast, not only could I not hear as well as before, but I also couldn't sense anyone around me. Seraphina could have left, and unless I heard the door, I wouldn't know. My eyes passed over the shopkeeper and immediately found Seraphina staring in disgust and awe at the skull of a Fae that was hanging from a small stand
Seraphina's P.O.V.As soon as we arrived back home, Demetri walked away from me, inspecting each room in the house. It made me feel good that he was so serious about our protection, but at the same time, if anything happened to me, he would die too. It was just self-preservation.I kept the bag of supplies with me as I walked to the kitchen to get one of my pre-made meals out for an early dinner. As the microwave spun the food and warmed it, I heard Demetri enter the kitchen."We need to talk about this." He stated calmly. I looked up, seeing him lean his hip against the counter as he crossed his arms. The way he was staring at me felt like a child about to be scolded."I don't think we do. Meredith had a hard shell at first, but she was actually very nice, and she is willing to train me. That is going to be a huge help! We both know that I won't be able to teach myself everything I need to know before Vera gets close again. If I can give her some money and she can teach me what I nee
Meredith had been spending a lot of time with us over the next few weeks. Granted, I was paying her quite a lot for my lessons, but it was worth it. She was really funny, and her southern charm made everything sound sweet, even when we were bantering back and forth. I liked hanging out with her, but just like every other relationship I had in my life, I was worried that as soon as the money stopped, she wouldn't be there anymore. It was hard to remind myself that she wasn't my friend. She was my trainer. There was a big difference, and I needed to remember that. Meanwhile, Demetri was like an angry puppy. One minute he wanted my attention, and the next, he was ready to kill Meredith for one thing or another. It was quite amusing at first, but every now and then, I was ready to kill her too. The first part of our training, once we got the shield up, was a big joke to her. She didn't make me pay her for it, but she had decided to play drill sergeant and run me around my property line.
I leaned against the opening to the foyer. Smiling to myself at the small win of being able to use the room again and to see more in it than just the place where I had found my parents' bodies.Instead, I got to focus on the brooding male who made my heart beat a little faster each time I saw him.My hair fluttered across my shoulder blades where it hung down from my ponytail. The air pumping through the room was a welcoming breeze from the summer heat that seemed to warm the house despite the air conditioning.It was rare that he let me see him in his true form. The fact that not only was he stretching his wings in front of me but that he had his horns out, told me that he was more bothered than I thought."You were making me food?" I asked in a small voice, hoping to not ruin the beautiful moment. It was so thoughtful of him and romantic to try to cook for me, knowing that I could not cook and was eating the same meals over and over again every day.Demetri titled his head up to loo
Seraphina's P.O.V.The ceiling fan above me released just enough air to prevent me from sweating, but I was still overly warm. It wasn't just mentally exhausting, casting was surprisingly physically demanding as well. Not the extent Meredith had claimed when she got a good laugh the first week of training me like I was in bootcamp, but it felt as though all of my energy had been tapped and drained.I lay on my back next to Meredith as she continued to talk to me in Latin. Her belief was that breaks from casting would not be a break from linguistics. If we weren't practicing spells, we were learning Latin and vice versa."Are you even listening to me?" She asked, amusement clear in her voice as I lay flat on the ground with my arms limp next to me."No, not at all actually." I turned my head with a smile. I was listening, and she knew it, but I was in no shape to retain the information.Meredith let out a sarcastic laugh before getting to her feet. "Very funny! I think it's time to tak
One Month Later"I'm sorry it didn't work," Meredith said from the seat next to me as I stared out the window, watching the passing desert to the side as we sped down the highway. "We'll find another way."We had tried everything short of digging a hole down to the underworld. A séance had fallen flat with a minor demon coming through instead, trying to have a little fun in the world of the living, only for them to immediately regret it when both Meredith and I put them in their place and shut the connection on them."It's okay. If he wanted to, he would have come back by now, at least to visit. Shit, he could have even sent Akuji to give me a message, but no. There has been nothing. Maybe I should just let it go." Meredith reached over and grabbed my hand, squeezing it."You can still try summoning him back." She offered, but I shook my head quickly."And risk either binding a different demon to me or end up forcing a man back into my life who doesn't want to be a part of it, to begi
Demetri's P.O.V.I groaned as I rolled over, feeling the heat of the sun on my bare back. Flashes of red with a large man towering over me came to mind. I watched as he smiled, the long pointed teeth seeming familiar but still unsettling to me. The large horns on his head were unlike anything that I had ever imagined."You wish to return?" He said his voice like a multilayered growl. I bowed my head respectfully as he stared down at me with amusement."Yes, Sire.""You have fallen in love with a human? That makes you useless to me." I held my head down as his voice grew louder, signaling that he was getting closer. It didn't matter how powerful I was. He was stronger than anything to be found in any realm.I could feel my magic pulsing beneath my skin as he drew near.Suddenly, a large splash of cold liquid doused my body, and I sputtered as I spit the mud from my mouth."Is he drunk?" A soft voice asked as I rubbed my hand over my face, trying to remember what I had been dreaming abo
Demetri's P.O.V. I couldn't say what I was feeling when I was ripped away from my mate and brought back to the home I had come to peace with never seeing again. It was true that I had missed my home, but as I was being torn away from Seraphina, I knew I would give my home up in a heartbeat for a life with her in it. I had fallen to my knees in the barren field that surrounded my castle. The loose dirt shifted beneath my weight as I realized that I couldn't help her. Time worked differently here. There was no way of saying if she was still in battle, if it was months later, or if she was even still alive. I could go to her, and visit the human realm again, but it would take time. By the guards quickly surrounding me, I knew I would be stuck here for the foreseeable future. There was no escaping notice now. "Your highness! You've returned!" One of the guards stated. The obvious announcement sent frustration through me. My wings broke free from my back as I took my true form. My nail
I moved slowly, keeping my hands down at my sides until I took my seat. He remained outside the room until I placed my hands, palm down, on the metal tabletop. After a moment, he came in and joined me, his watchful gaze staying down on my hands."I brought you some blueberry muffins. I hope you like that flavor. If not, I can bring you something else later." Even though he didn't respond, I still felt hope since he was willing to sit down and hear me out. "Detective, you saved my life, and I am eternally grateful for that. I don't know how to repay you, and I know nothing will be equal to the debt that I now owe you, but I will do my best to try."He looked quickly up from my hands to my face before back down again. "I like blueberry." He mumbled beneath his breath, and I let out a sigh of relief."They told me your kids have been coming to visit. I didn't know you had kids. How old are they?" His shoulders dropped slightly, and I could see him relaxing as he thought of his family. I
The hallway she brought me down was eerie and off-putting. The white walls were bare, and the off-white laminate flooring was scuffed and dirty. We passed several doors, but no people. I continued forward. My anxiety got significantly worse when a man in a lab coat rounded the corner ahead of us before turning off into one of the rooms, only for me to discover it was an office as we walked past. It made sense that they wouldn't keep their patients in the front of the building, but the fact that they had to keep them here against their will at all made me feel nauseous. "Is Detective Sullivan doing okay today?" I asked, and the woman looked over her shoulder at me with a small smile. There was a tightness in the corner of her eyes that told me I wouldn't be able to take her words at face value. "He hasn't been here long but is doing a little better every day." She lifted her hand, gesturing me to turn to the right as we reached the end of the hallway. There was another door we had to
It was amazing how quickly I recovered. Meredith had brought me a thermos of tea every day until I was released from the hospital. The medical staff was in shock at how quickly I had been able to heal, and I hadn't looked back since.It had only been a few days, but if I had my way, I would never be in a hospital again… unless I had kids. But, even considering the possibility of that with anyone other than Demetri made me uncomfortable. I still hadn't heard from him, much to my displeasure.While settling in back at home, and hanging out with Meredith as we tried to find something in her family's collection of books that would inform us how to find the way to Hell, my mind kept getting pulled in another direction.There was still something that I had to do. The guilt was eating away at me, especially after watching the news clip on it.When Meredith pulled it up, she thought it was hilarious. I had to agree, but as the one who was involved and probably did that to him, it wasn't funny
I don't remember much of what happened next. It wasn't until several days later that I woke up in the hospital. Detective Thompson came down to get my statement shortly after I woke up, and thankfully, Kendra joined him. I had no idea what I should or shouldn't say, so I kept it simple.I explained that she admitted to killing everyone, including my grandparents, and had broken into my house, intending to finish me off. Each time I tried to ask about Sullivan, Thompson redirected me, refusing to provide me with any information.The empty hospital room was cold and unwelcoming. People kept coming in and out, poking and prodding at my surgery sight, tilting me from one side to the other every hour or two, or giving me pain meds. They never let me sleep. Then, they would send some peppy bitch in to ask me how I had slept the next morning.I was ready to rip her throat out. All I wanted was to be left alone, so I could sleep and cry in peace. It wasn't just the trauma of the situation. I
I struggled to get to my feet, my eyes meeting Detective Sullivan's as he lay on the ground. I wasn't sure if he was in shock, playing dead, or if he was actually dead. All I knew was that I needed to get far enough away from Isla that I could come up with a plan without her being able to hit me.The sound of the scuffle behind me made me pause, and I knew I couldn't just leave Demetri there. He was my mate. I loved him, and I would be damned if I let her take him from me without a fight.As I spun on my heels, there was a loud crash, and I looked up in horror to see she had thrown Demetri against the side of the house. The surface cracked and caved in from the impact. He flopped onto the ground, limp and unmoving. Instead of a scream of horror, a shriek of rage bubbled up. Isla looked over at me, a look of satisfaction on her face. I lifted my hands, but she flicked her wrist in my direction, and I collapsed to my knees before falling to the side.The pain was significantly worse thi
"Ms. Hastings, I'm going to need you to come with me." Detective Sullivan stated. The disgust on his face was evident as he stared at her, never taking his eyes away as he began to move his hand behind his back. "I am so sick of you worthless humans trying to stick your nose where it doesn't belong!" Isla screeched before throwing her arm to the side, releasing a burst of magic. Detective Sullivan had a brief moment where he looked startled before the blast hit him. He flew through the air, flipping multiple times before he landed on his stomach on the hard ground. My hand flew up to cover my mouth in shock and terror when he did not move. His eyes remained closed, and I could see blood running down the side of his face. "What is wrong with you?" I screamed. "Oh, shut up! You're next!" Isla turned to Demetri and me. He immediately stepped forward, so he could try and block any incoming attacks, causing Isla to smirk. "If you know what I am, then you know I am a king. If you touch