Chapter Forty-Two

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

Seth was right about the rain. It started when I was about half a mile from the house. I could feel the anger on my face, and my mascara was surely running. I had to look like a lunatic.

I snorted. The irony of it was that I had been trying so hard to be normal. Not just lately but always. Life isn’t kind to outcasts, and nobody is on the fringes more than the Demon Girl. And Seth knew? Had caused it?

I couldn’t think about it anymore. My head would explode, and I would murder my brother. Besides that, Seth was the only person in the world I had at the moment. No matter how angry I was, I still loved him.

Although there are different levels of love and now he’s just dropped down a few hundred pegs. Bottom rung love. Subterranean love.

A demon wisped by. It had the body of human and the head of a dog. Great. Just what I needed: another reminder of demonic Lydia’s wolf murderer. Like that scene hadn’t already played itself out in my head a zillion times today.

Mou