Suddenly, fear swept over me."So what's going on?"She played with the rock logo on her shirt, in an altered gesture.—I thought you would come alone. It was easier that way... —she pursed her lips nervously—. Shit …I raised my head to see Azazziel. He was still squinting in his direction, but he too had an alien glow, one I couldn't recognize.What the hell was happening? What did he know that I didn't?—Nat, what's wrong? —I urged, already with a clear note of urgency.The caramel-haired girl turned her head back. It took me a second to realize that she had fixed her gaze on a clock hanging on the wall."I'll tell you," he murmured.I opened my mouth to reply. But, at that precise moment, in the middle of the room, a few meters from where we were, something changed the scene.A thick black mist emerged from the air and quickly took shape. My eyes widened when I recognized him. The blood in my body rushed to my feet the moment the amber eyes of the individual who had just appeared
"Amy, it wasn't like that," he said in an unsteady, upset voice. You know she wouldn't do that.He raised his arms as if he were threatening him with a gun, while taking steps back cautiously. The air entered and left my lungs in an agitated and trembling manner. I was almost sure Khaius swallowed.“Amy…” A small hand touched my shoulder. My feet were left dry. I turned around to see Nat's downcast face, and that somehow caused the wave of anger to slow a little. Almost nothing has happened, really. I just didn't want to hide it from you.The pained expression he showed made a strange pang ripple through my chest. I looked back at Khaius, and I could recognize a shadow of the same anguish and guilt that denoted my friend's face.The same feelings, in my two friends... Only one was human, and the other was not.My lips trembled as I was about to say something that didn't concretely form in my mind. I looked at Azazziel, just because I remembered that he was there. But the slight compre
—I'm trying to protect your friend! "She," she snapped harshly, making me jump. The fact that he is barely kinder than the rest does not make him different."That's not for you to decide," I said in a low voice, due to the sudden fright.—I think we should go, and solve it there … —I heard Khaius murmur, and I knew he was saying it to Azazziel."No," I interrupted him, turning to look at him, trying to look stern so that he would pay attention to me and stop his path towards us. We will discuss it here."Nothing will be discussed," Azazziel determined. He is a demon and, like me, he can't feel anything for anyone. —That made me look at him again. Whatever he saw in my expression, it made the hardness of his features weaken slightly, and his tone softened. He's just going to hurt her. And if you really feel affection for your friend, then make her see reason and open her eyes.Suspicion stirred in the center of my chest.I turned my head, only to see the halo of sadness that surrounded
The rest, according to Nat, happened very quickly and naturally. I couldn't help but wonder to myself how they could have done it, when Azazziel and I had such a hard time accepting it. Whatever it was, it didn't matter anymore. Not now, when what we had started to build has vanished.In the end, I learned that Nat did know that his name was Khaius, but that he told her that he preferred Jon , because it was short for Jonathan; name he had a long time ago, when he was human.Khaius insisted ad nauseam on leaving me home. Despite everything, his presence managed to cheer me up and at no time could I feel any kind of resentment towards him or anything like that.Before I opened the front door, I turned my head to see him over my shoulder.—Khaius?He started, with an air of curiosity.-Yeah?—If you ever hurt Nat, I'll ask Akhliss to castrate you.He relaxed his shoulders and made a sound that was half laugh, half sigh.—The sad thing is that she would be capable."I'm warning you," I s
A large hand covered my mouth so quickly that, although it was not abrupt, it left me stunned."Stop it," he ordered in a soft tone, so soft that it almost seemed like a plea. Just enough.I removed his hand from my face in a rough movement.“I want you to leave,” I mumbled, and was aware of the venom in my voice. Find somewhere else tonight.Silence reigned for a couple of seconds, until he spoke again.—I don't want to be anywhere else. —At that moment, I saw how he crouched down to get on one knee on the ground and be closer to my height, a little lower. Closer to my face. I don't want to be with anyone else but you.My heartbeats, treacherous as always, went wild due to his proximity. I clenched my fists, feeling even angrier than before."You can't do this to me," I said through clenched teeth. Not after what you said today."I know, I know," he replied with a heavy sigh. I watched her lower her head. I've never done this, Amy. I've never had to watch what I say for fear of hurti
"Push him! You can't allow him this after what he said! » .The scream in my head didn't stop as I became increasingly aware of the weight of his body on mine."It comes from being with someone else ," the voice insisted, now malicious. «Why do you think she is not wearing a shirt? Do not be an idiot!" .And for a painful second, I found the reason. Just those words from my conscience were enough for the anger and resentment I had against him to surface again.I used some force to try to push him away from me. However, Azazziel's hands lifted mine above my head and held them there firmly. I mumbled a protest that was silenced by his lips and a wave of heat, one very different from anger, coursed through my system. A heat so burning that it surpassed the previous one and suffocated him.My heart raced at an alarming rate."This is not OK. “Take it away!” , she screamed her voice again, but she sounded weak and distant, because the only thing I could concentrate on was the soft and lilt
—Do they hurt you? I whispered, even though I knew they were centuries old.“No…” A corner of his lips lifted into a weak half-smile. They haven't hurt in a long time.He closed his eyes for a few seconds, frowning deeply. A bit of bravery born of curiosity took hold of me, and I ran my hands down her back, appreciating each scar carefully. Those marks, all of different sizes, felt strange, soft and porous at the same time. A spark of nostalgia ran through me as he caressed those old wounds that were caused in an act of pure evil, not because he deserved them.When he looked at me again, his eyes had darkened several shades and showed a very different look from the fear they had just seen. Now her gaze seemed dangerous. I was able to glimpse, even in complete darkness, how a new smile was drawn on her face.I swallowed.Suddenly, without any warning, he tilted his body above me and ended up next to me on the bed. Hectic, with my chest rising and falling incessantly, I frowned. Now a l
He pulled away from me abruptly, leaving my neck wet and my skin tingling.I forced myself to focus on the demon, even though I could actually see very little of it. His warm breath and mine mixed. In the grayish hue of his eyes there was a dark and unknown gleam, one that I was not able to recognize. The gray amalgam in his pupils seemed to stir—or perhaps I was already beginning to hallucinate—but they gave the illusion of moving in their own orbs. The dance of the different shades of their irises reminded me of the way the flames of the fire moved, like once when I stared at the center of the bonfire during a starry night on the beach, a day when my family and I went camping.But this fire was different, because it was silver and did not come from a simple bonfire, but from Hell itself.At that moment his hands, which were on my back, crawled towards the front of my torso, along my hips, and slowly ascended until they settled on my breasts.My heart stopped automatically.Fear felt