«It's because you went there. Because you did something stupid and put your life and all of their lives in danger. "He's that upset about you." The voice in my head filled me with an overwhelming insecurity.—I-this is for agreeing to go there ? —I urged in a futile effort to find out—. Hey, it-it wasn't like I had too many options. Asmodeus threatened Hythro, and if he didn't take me away, he would have..."It's not just that," he interrupted me. The harsh, sullen tone with which she spoke made me want to shrink in on myself.-So what is it? —Desperation, the one that was making my breathing begin to accelerate more and more, made my tone rise—. W-do you want to cut me off from this completely? Do you want to solve it alone, perhaps? Do you want me to forget everything Asmodeus could do to us if we don't comply with his damn demands?Azazziel took a deep breath and looked back at my face. The gesture was so immutable, so strangely calm that I couldn't believe that, even though I was

I had to wait a few seconds to try to dissolve the lump that had formed in my throat.- Did you lie to me?His eyelids closed again for a few moments as he sighed with a certain air of boredom."In many things," he admitted. What Asmodeus said was true, I didn't find you because I was walking on Earth. "He," he shook his head. That last one almost made him laugh. He had entrusted me with a task and I found you only because he was evaluating the situation of humans for the Apocalypse. He sent many of us to different parts of the planet. I spent several weeks assessing the population in adjacent towns before arriving in Portland. And on one of those strange days I ran into you by chance…” She paused, just as his gaze dropped to the ground, immersed for a few moments in his own memories. I didn't tell you the truth when you asked because..., I don't know. I was just worried about the idea that you might have me.I clenched my jaw, crossing my arms.—And because you wanted to trick me...

I didn't know why, but what I saw of him was worse, just as bad, or even worse than the other two, but somehow it affected me more.I slowly opened my eyelids, but I couldn't continue speaking. I couldn't move my lips and reveal to him what it was that shocked me so much, that made me feel so bad. That opened my eyes and brought out the disappointment and aversion that I was currently feeling towards him.Because it was. It was worse . I saw him doing the same thing as Khaius, only he wasn't being controlled. Azazziel was not forced. He did it for pleasure, for the pure evil that ran in his veins, with which he was born and which was inherited from his father. I saw him immersed in ancient battles without the slightest compassion for his adversary, unable to differentiate between the strength of a human and that of a demon, because the black reflection showed me that he could murder both species in the most vile and bestial way without not even feel a single ounce of guilt. I saw him

I closed my eyes tightly for a second and sighed deeply, before trying to gather my courage and force my trembling legs to move towards him.Instead of hugging me, like I thought he would, his hand squeezed mine very firmly. A slight uncertainty washed over me when her free arm wrapped around my waist, but not in a loving gesture, but rather as if she didn't want me to move. She leaned down until she rested the pile on the top of my head and my face was buried in her chest. The simple fact of being like this, so close to him, appreciating his particular and attractive aroma, caused the pain to explode in my chest and the desire to shed the tears that I had been holding in for so long to become unbearable.He didn't take long to speak again. And when he did, his voice was barely a hoarse whisper, but charged with firm determination:—Amy Masters…, I release you from the pact.I couldn't understand it. For a few seconds of cruel and absolute silence, my brain could not assimilate what h

I opened my eyes slowly, very calmly. For the first time in a long time, my heart was not beating frantically against my ribs, but rather just beating at a slow, even rhythm.And it hurt with every movement I made inside my chest.To be honest, I didn't want to get up. I wouldn't have done it if it weren't for the fact that I had biological needs and my stomach, which had been growling quite early on, was already starting to hurt. Still, I struggled to suppress my hunger for several hours, only because I really didn't feel like leaving this room. I had no desire to leave these four walls of a house that was not mine, nor to face the world as it was now. I didn't feel in the mood to see Nat and tell him everything... Or to face what had happened.What was finished during the early morning. Just like how it started.I would have liked to come out of the chamber undefeated. I would have loved to have been filled with pride and gone to Nat's room to tell her that I didn't really cry; that