Demons Don't Always Tell The Truth (Kate Storm Series Book 3) by Meredith Allen Conner

Author:Meredith Allen Conner [Conner, Meredith Allen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-02-21T23:00:00+00:00

17. Advice From a Chihuahua.

I didn't sleep again. My mind just couldn't stop and let me rest.

A part of me knew that if I would just confront everything I would at least have some answers and I could make rational decisions. Gain closure.

As simple as it sounded, it wasn't the easiest thing for a witch to follow through on.

1. Even though I had decided to put my useless ducking and dodging tactics behind me, certain habits are very hard to break. I'd lost all sense of direction in my new reality, clinging to an old habit was all I had. No matter how messed up it might be.

2. I'd just had an entire cauldron full of crap dumped all over me. Ash had finally come clean with his secrets and they were serious whoppers. In addition, my aunt knew I existed and was actively looking for me. Which completely ruined the one and only strategy I'd come up with in my plan to destroy her - the element of surprise.

3. Did I want closure? Did I want to permanently end things with Ash? He'd hidden some major things from me and while, given his upbringing in the demon realm, I could understand some of his reasoning, could I trust him now? Could I forgive him?

My entire life has been devoted to love in one form or another. Being cursed to Fail in Love has both inspired me and made me determined to find my own true love. I've created a successful business helping others find their true loves.

Was I so desperate to find my own happy ending that I was willing to ignore reality? I couldn't even say with one hundred percent certainty what reality was anymore.

Ash claimed he wasn't giving up on us. He also said he wasn't going to keep his original bargain with Morgause. How could he stay with me if he was bound to the demon realm?

It amazed me my head hadn't exploded at some point during the night. Although my heart still felt like it might.

Spirits, I needed a cup of coffee.

It wouldn't help my racing thoughts, but it would help keep my eyes open. And lying in bed wasn't accomplishing anything.

I stumbled to the kitchen counter. Tiny nails pitter-patted on the floor behind me.

"Yo, Doll. How ya doin'?"

I opened my mouth, realized I didn't want to lie to him and shut it again. I settled for a shrug.

Once the coffee started brewing, I picked him up and headed outside. Al laid his head on my chest and snuggled into my neck. For once he didn't try to make a move.

He finished his business while I studied my neighbor's tree. Afterwards I picked him up and we went back upstairs.

Al leaned up and placed his little paws on my face when I went to set him down. "Ya gotta talk about this, Doll. Ya can't keep avoiding it. I know you're hurt, but it's like taking a bullet. Ya gotta yank it out before ya can heal the wound.

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