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Chapter Twenty-Nine: Morphosis

PART IV

Decscent

February, 1878

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Morphosis

As soon as I saw Salem, I knew that I had failed.

His expression was not one of wild rage, but rather smoldering hatred. He lifted the side of his upper lip, showing a hint of his teeth. His wings were rigid, like the hackles on a dog’s back.

How could he be here? I’d worn my pentacle. Unless . . .

“Alkin . . . ” I whispered. “Are you wearing a pentacle?”

Alkin’s eyes glistened with fear. Slowly, he shook his head.

Salem hadn’t been contacting me. He’d been trying to find Alkin.

“I . . . see how things are now.” Salem’s voice was very calm, stepping closer. “I see what you are. A minx. Yes, that’s it. A minx. Like every other succubus. Yet only a succubus would do . . . ”

I got up off of Alkin. “Salem,” I said, trying to keep my voice as calm as his. “I don’t know what you thought you heard, but let’s discuss this.”

“And I knew it . . . ” Salem whispered. “I
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