Amira (2)

Lucifer's POV

I could distinctly recall that period, the time when my father claimed he was done with Set and me.

As per him, he had prepared us, and now it was time for a new era. Little did we know that he was referring to torture of a different kind for us.

We had no clue what he meant, not until we learned about Abaddon’s birth.

As per Aaron's disclosure, Amira was here in Enna somewhere around when Abaddon was born or was about to be born.

I hated revisiting my memories of that period, but even as I wandered through my recollections, I could not place any strange woman, especially the one called Amira.

No, no, it could not be. If she had been here, we would have known. We should have known.

‘Do you remember any other witches from that time?' I mind-linked Set, who looked as disturbed by this piece of information as I was.

‘Not that I am aware. But then, we never knew much then. We were dealing with our own set of issues.' Set linked me back.

‘Remember, Avo had mentioned t