“You should just turn your property into a hospital,” I chuckle. “If you continue to be a moron, I may have to,” Logan mutters in annoyance. “Oh, come on I’m just trying to make sure you have something to do. I mean you must get bored as hell being out here by yourself, what do you even do?” “Nothing.” “Exactly.” He sighs, shaking his head. “Doing nothing is quite enjoyable. As is being alone.” “You don’t get tired of it?” I ask. “After your parents died, I did nothing for nearly ten years. Then you showed up here again and I can say my life has not improved.” I scowl. “Are you still mad that I brought Diana here?” “Yes. And I am upset that you injured yourself and caused your mate and your friend injury as well. Now you expect me to fix all three of you.” “I’m sorry, you’re just too good at it." He shakes his head, letting out an irritated sigh. “I am going to go hunting, don’t you dare get up,” he growls. My leg still throbs from when I did just that a few hours ago. “Bel
“Hold up,” Diana mutters, “Are you seriously saying that her father was the angel from the stories―the one that forced all of us to live on earth?” I look to Logan who nods. “The angel that also brought demons to earth?” Diana asks. Logan clears his throat a little and nods again, turning to me. “Yes. Everyone was terrified of him, everyone but your mother. The only reason your father was on the Council, was because she was the leader for decades. They thought her snow-white wings meant she was the purest of the angels and so they did whatever she said―but that was millennia ago, before dark angels were fully allowed to be in the council and long before either of you were even born.” "Sounds like a damn fairytale." “Wait so they’re trying to kill Luciana because she’s the super-evil, all-powerful spawn of the devil?” “Hey!” I growl. Logan sighs in annoyance. “Well if you knew the most terrifying angel in existence had a child, wouldn’t you want to kill it?” “I’m literally sitti
This is so stupid. He won’t care. He was upset before because I lied to him. Though he also shot me with a dart because he was scared of what I could do. Being Lucifer’s daughter doesn’t make me any more powerful. I don’t think. “You’re staring again.” Heat rushes to my cheeks and my gaze flicks up to his face. “I wasn’t staring, I was just lost in thought,” I murmur. He raises his eyebrow. “Are you okay?” I tell him I can't sleep. That's all. “Is your leg bothering you?” I pause for a moment before nodding. Daniel shifts a little beneath me, moving his arm out from under my legs. I lay sideways across his lap; he practically cradles me against his chest. My leg has to stay elevated so I tried to convince him to just sleep in his own room, but he insisted on staying with me on the couch. “Is there anything I can do to help?” he asks softly, running his hand along the side of my face. “I don’t think so,” I sigh. I try to readjust my position and gasp at the searing pain that
“That’s not fair!”I roll my eyes with a heavy sigh. “What’s not fair?”“That!” she shouts, pointing at the flames in my hand. “You figured out how to create fire and you’ve been at this for barely a day! I’ve been practicing for weeks and I still can’t do it!”
My hands are shaking and I can feel ice creeping up my spine. The silence is deafening; I swear I can hear my own heartbeat.It tilts its head a little as it stares at me. Suddenly its eyes flash and it's keeling over in a deep bow. "We have been searching for you for many years Mistress," it growls.A small squeak escapes my lips. "Excuse me?"
My breath stops in my chest.“Oh my god,” I whisper.The forest around me holds an
I wake to voices and a strange sliding noise—sweeping maybe? I slowly open my eyes, squinting against the light that fills my room. “Hey you’re finally awake. Did you sleep okay?” I look up at Diana, confusion swirling in my mind for a split second before I remember last night. “Yeah,” I say, my voice hoarse and scratchy.
It hurts. I know it shouldn't, but I can't seem to stop the throbbing ache in my chest.The pain seems to pulse in time with the waves. It makes it seem almost . . . comforting. Like it's reminding me of what's real . . ."Luci.""Please leave me alone," I whisper, my voice hoarse from crying."You have been gone for hours," he says."I don't care.""But I do. And so does Diana.""I want to be left alone," I snap."You're lying."I let my chin fall onto my knees, hugging them tighter against my chest. "Please just go Logan," I mutter."I refuse to leave you out here alone. It isn't safe," he says in a firm voice.I pick at the sand with my fingers, wrinkling my nose as it gets up under my fingernails. "I'm still on your property. The council can't find me here," I mumble. My eye catches onto a pale gray stone and I flick it into the surf."I'm not worried about the Council, I'm worried about you hurting yourself," he growls."I told you I'm fine!" I spit."Ten years ago, I made a promi