Daring the Devil (Reigning Hell Book 1) by Larry Natasha & Loucks Lindsey R

Author:Larry, Natasha & Loucks, Lindsey R. [Larry, Natasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-30T05:00:00+00:00

15

I sat there in the hospital chair, numb, while worry crushed itself into my bones with heavy truths. Mom had been the one to banish me, but she’d seemed so upset while doing it when normally she was a straight arrow. I’d thought she was disappointed with me—and she likely was—but if it had bothered her so much, why do it at all? Because it wasn’t about my inability to take a soul. Not at all.

And Mauve… She’d made it sound as if it was life or death if I didn’t take a soul—which it was, in more ways than one. I had just never considered that it might be my mom’s life. Mauve wanted me to do what must be done to take the throne in case Mom could no longer hold it. And now she didn’t. No one did. But without my magic, I couldn’t take a soul. Even if I did, I didn’t have the key to the Gates of Hell to trap the demons once again. And if I did, what kind of Devil would I be since I had no interest whatsoever in the throne?

I rose on stiff legs and turned toward Agatha behind me for a distraction. And to check on her, I supposed. She was staring ahead and rocking like a girl caught in a waking nightmare. Suddenly, we had more in common than ever.

“You hanging in there, Agatha?”

She stopped rocking and turned to me in slow motion. Her mouth opened, and she jerked her fist through what was left of her hair. Her bottom lip quivered. Then like a pipe bursting with little warning, she began to sob.

I knelt and wrapped an arm around her. Nothing like witnessing demonic possession to squash petty rivalries.

Her breath hitched. “Was that real?”

A lie perched on my tongue. So far, the truth hadn’t gotten me very far. But what choice did I have? Other than asking Blade to alter her memories—which didn’t go clean about 66 percent of the time—all I had was the truth, no matter how much it hurt to voice it.

“Yeah. That was real.”

She turned a pukey shade of green. I eyed the trash bin in the opposite corner just in case I needed it. Or she needed it. Whatever.

She took a few breaths and pressed her hands against her cheeks. “Do you know what that smoke was? And how—how Miss Molly’s voice sounded not…normal?”

My skin went cold. I glanced down at my hands, and for the first time ever, I was ashamed of where I came from, the same place that housed demons who would take over the life of an innocent for no reason. Not everyone was like that, obviously, but why the demons couldn’t be obsessed with fuzzy pitchfork slippers like I was instead of hurting people was beyond me.

When I looked back at Agatha, she was staring at me with a blank expression. All the toughness had been sucked out of her, leaving her as limp as a deflated balloon.

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