-Are you OK? —Nat asked, now with a more cautious tone due to my silence."Y-yes..." I hesitated, and opened the door.She narrowed her eyes slightly when she noticed my face.-You need something?"No," I murmured, shaking my head, "I'm fine." Thanks, Nat.—Don't worry, I'm your servant now. "She," she shrugged. At least until you can walk alone.I gave him a smile, although I didn't feel the joy of it inside me. She helped me get back to the bed and lie down. I clenched my jaw as she tried to get into a comfortable position, but to no avail; There was no way I was going to avoid the pain.At that moment, the imposing silhouette of a person appeared at the entrance of the room, throwing me off balance. Only there, something familiar inside me stirred. My chest and stomach tightened, solely because of the wave of emotions that seeing him caused me.Nat smiled a smile that seemed forced, or perhaps nervous, and reached out to me to squeeze my hand."I'll see how Jon is doing," he told m
Azazziel let go of my face and lowered his head. I saw him clench his jaw tightly.We fell into dead silence for several minutes, while I tried to calm my crying."I-I know that this doesn't really change the fact that they're gone..." I said in a thin voice, not knowing if I was saying it for him or for me. But how am I going to live with that?Regret, remorse , that was what he couldn't handle. They didn't deserve to be gone yet. Not that way.My lips trembled as I wrapped my arms around my own torso. At that moment, one of his arms surrounded my waist in a hesitant and—I dared to think—fearful gesture.In a surrendered gesture, I let my head fall on his shoulder, and then he hugged me tightly.“Forgive me,” he whispered, his voice unstable, hoarse, his lips pressed to my ear.I closed my eyes tightly, feeling a devastating and painful sensation in the center of my chest. Disconcerting , above all.Neither Azazziel nor I said anything else. For a long time, the room in which we wer
"When you make those faces, you make me feel like I'm quasi-modo," I commented.-Do not be silly. "Him," she shook her head irritably. You are like this because of my carelessness. How do you think I feel seeing you hurt like this?"Let's see if this works, then," I resolved, trying hard to sound positive.He nodded. He wrapped his arms around my torso and carefully pressed me against him. I knew immediately that he must be reminding himself that he had to be cautious with me right now; Seeing him hesitate was not a common thing.I closed my eyes and let my head fall into the space between his shoulder and neck. A short sigh, one that hurt my entire chest, escaped my lips. Nervousness swirled through me, but I tried to muster my patience and convinced myself that I should trust. That, if he hadn't known what he did, he wouldn't have proposed it to me.I hesitated if I should do or say anything to help it work. But, just as I was about to open my mouth to ask, a strange, unnatural, unc
I walked across the bedroom on the balls of my feet, and left the room, closing the door very carefully behind me.I took a long breath, feeling suddenly anxious, and walked down the hallway. The door to Nat's room was half open. I approached and my knuckles touched the wood a couple of times, before I heard my friend's voice:-Forward.I entered very slowly. The first thing my eyes focused on was Nat's small, thin figure, sitting at the foot of the bed, and then on Khaius, who was lying down with his upper body supported by several pillows.A gasp of surprise and excitement escaped my lips the moment I saw his amber eyes open."Khaius..." I whispered, unable to help but smile.He returned the gesture."Hello, Amy," he greeted me in a whisper.-What happened? —Nat stood up to approach me—. What the hell…?I leaned back a little due to the urgency of his movement.—W-what are you talking about?"Your wounds..." he said almost breathless. You are cured! But what…?"Oh, yes," I murmured.
"What's happening is..." Khaius cleared his throat. Asmodeus is the one we must answer to."Oh, he's like his boss," Nat muttered."It's much more than that," Akhliss said, now clearly affected. We could face Mabrax and Naamah... Not Asmodeus.—Is he that strong? I asked in a whisper, feeling a pang of dread."More than you could imagine," she answered in a low voice.I swallowed."I-you mean that," Nat stammered, fear dripping from his voice and face, "if that guy feels like killing Amy, he's just going to do it and that's it?""No, it is not so," Khaius replied harshly. We won't let it happen.—And what do we have to do now? —I asked quietly.—You, nothing. "It's serious," Akhliss told me, with a stern tone. Don't think too much about it. We will solve it.A new knot of anxiety formed in the pit of my stomach. The irrational fear of a being I didn't even know transformed into a huge monster that clung to me and prevented me from breathing easily.Fear for me, for my loved ones. The
"It's my decision," I replied harshly. He has to respect her.Akhliss squeezed me tightly, as if I were something she had to hold onto to keep from falling.For the first time, in that very human gesture, I perceived the genuine fear of the devil in me. ***I returned to the room only after Nat made sure I ate something. Azazziel continued to rest. At some point when I was away, Alexander ended up sleeping on the floor; he hoped he hadn't kicked him while he was asleep.I crossed the room slowly, straight towards the bathroom. Immediately, a gasp escaped me as I saw my reflection. Almost scared, I touched my face, testing it, as if I didn't believe what my eyes were seeing in the large mirror. Now I understood Nat's reaction. It wasn't like I had fully recovered. There was still a slight purple shadow under my right eye and the small lesion on my lower lip, but it was a pretty radical change considering how I looked hours ago.A spark of excitement fluttered within me… until my gaze
"Okay..." I mumbled reluctantly, more than clear that insisting too much meant starting a new argument. So I chose another path—: But I have other doubts, about what happened yesterday.He grimaced for a moment.-Which is it?—Did you find me thanks to Alexander? —I asked and he nodded—. And... were you the one who freed Claire to attack Mabrax? "He" confirmed it again silently, this time showing some irritation. But how?“The same way I do these things,” he answered simply, stretching an arm toward the door, and I heard the lock mechanism click. For some reason, a knot of longing settled in my stomach. At that point, much of my uncertainty had been put to rest, but I still felt strange and wasn't sure why, beyond the obvious fact. I lowered my head, and he frowned in obvious bewilderment. What happen?—It's just not easy to forget all this... Everything that Mabrax and Naamáh told me. —I shrugged, grimacing. And also she...-That?-No, nothing. I shook my head in obstinate denial. Fo
The anger that overwhelmed me was suddenly eclipsed by the fear that took hold of me.Fear for him, like I hadn't felt in a long time.An aggressive protest tried to escape my lips, but was silenced by the vehement movements of his mouth over mine. I was able to perceive the anger in her kiss, in the strength with which she held my hands and in the careless way with which she settled on top of me. Without any consideration, without delicacy as he had done this morning. Or how it had been that time in my room.Now he had no subtlety or gentleness with me.Desperation deepened in my system when I felt how he took advantage of his legs to place himself between mine, and it became almost palpable when I appreciated something foreign that, despite having never experienced it, I knew what it was about. Something hard , which caused me almost painful discomfort in the lower part of my belly.At that moment, a guttural and fearsome growl was heard, from a creature that was still small in size