Several wolves came towards Reggie and I, barking, until Cash gave the command to heal. All of the ones around us immediately sat as whines came from closed mouths."Well, we know who rules the roost around here!" Reggie commented to me. Her andI watched as they listened to Cash's command, but then we both frowned as the driver reached out pet a few that had stopped beside him.She looked at me and I rolled my eyes.Cash started towards the entrance of the massive stone structure. The van was parked at the edge of the circle driveway crossing in front of two thick pillars of gray stone. Their uneven textures caught the lighting placed around the edges of the drive. You could see tall French doors framed by small flowered covered shrubs at the front entrance. Walking between the two pillars, on granite stone plates, our steps echoed. I tripped staring up at them and Cash caught my arm. I yanked my arm from him, still feeling the effects of our bathroom conversation, and he gave me a

I could picture Cash actually saying something like that, so shooing Reggie's hands away as she messed with one more small chunk of hair to pin back, I stood up from the desk chair. We had chosen the desk because I didn't find sitting at the brass vanity appealing, it felt too cliché for me. "Perfect!!! Damn, I am gooood! You look so elegant! You're gonna knock his socks off, and with the bit of makeup I added from your bag, you may even knock him dead?" Reggie laughed as I slipped on the heels and headed for the door. "Ha, it's recently crossed my mind I couldn't be so lucky. Regardless though, I am not dressing to impress him. I am just playing along until we can get things figured out. Once his life is no longer in danger, I can move on." Even saying I felt a twinge of untruth. "Emm hmm, well, if you say so! Let's go eat." Reggie headed out the door, getting a nod from Pharel. I caught him watching her as she walked away. Thinking it was interesting and cute, I cleared my thro

The moment Michaels name left my lips, Cash stopped looking through the desk and moved to looking through the wide wooden cabinet behind the desk. “What are you wanting to do in here, if you plan on asking him anyway?” He asked coldly. “It’s not like I have a choice. He will find me when he has enough information, or when he sees fit to tell me. For now, I need something to do. I can’t just sit back, Cash, and do nothing. I've done enough of that and it almost got you killed saving ME.” I snapped for a reason. I wasn’t sure if it was his tone that set me off, or his constantly acting jealous, I was about finished with either. “Saving you, ha, yeah right. You over value yourself. I was looking for him as well. That shifter, whom you decided to play cat and mouse with, has connections to my father's wife.” Cash realized the moment he said it, freezing mid search. He had slipped up and told me something I was fully unaware of. ‘‘WHAT!?? You’re just now telling me this? How do

“I came to keep you safe. This is not a lie. If you end up possessed by the one that is running loose, even I will have a hard time trying to dig him out of you and dragging him back down, Ayda. Neither Michael, that wolf, or your witchy friend, nor the Almighty HIMSELF will be able to extract him from your body.” I rolled my eyes, not taking what he said serious. “You will be lost Ayda. No one, in Heaven or Oblivion, could bring you back this time. That little piece of your soul that remains, in your heart, will become dust on the floor of the Abyss. I do not joke on this.” His words echoed along the shelves of books and smacked me right in my chest. It was the first time I had ever heard seriousness, and fear, in the Devils voice. I was suddenly lost in thought at that moment. Did he really not know how the possession of an Other happened, or, if he knew and the Almighty sent Michael to threaten Lou into fixing this mess, he was playing the false hero. The only thing I was hav

“Who was it?” Cash asked with a hint of anger in his voice. “I..I really don’t know! One day I got a text asking if I was able to procure a necklace. The person that text me said sit was an heirloom of sorts, that it belonged to her great grandmother. She said it was once lost, but she had old photos showing the necklace existed, and she believed it to be the one from an upcoming auction.” Reggie explained, looking at us with scared eyes. “Did you not question it?” Cash asked slightly sarcastic. I shot him a threatening look and he just shrugged. “When she told me the amount that she would be willing to bid, and then saying she would send me the difference, I honestly did think it was too good to be true. I asked her to meet with me first, using the excuse I wanted to do a palm reading, but she said she was out of the country, and if I wanted the money, I would have to trust her. The necklace in the picture she texted me was most definitely on the neck of an Indian grandma, I