Felicity Heaton - 10 Awakened by a Demoness by Felicity Heaton

Author:Felicity Heaton [Felicity Heaton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

Rey couldn’t shake the dream he’d had of Asteria. It had woken him early and he had hit upon the idea of cutting off the half-breed at the entrance of the estate. The last thing he had expected was Asteria showing up, but the sight of her made his blood burn.

He blamed the dream and then her. It was all her fault.

He needed to complete his mission and get away from her, because he felt as if he was unravelling fast and he couldn’t hold himself together much longer.

He needed to return to Echelon HQ and get his head on straight, and his heart back in line.

Or maybe he just needed to deal with the demoness as he should have, obeying his instincts as an Echelon and eradicating her.

His right hand twitched, an urge to call his blade rushing through him. It would be so easy to cut her down where she stood staring at him. Just a single blow to her neck. That was all it would take.

God, he didn’t even need his blade.

Light glowed from his right wrist, bright in the corner of his vision, and Asteria looked there and backed away a step.

All he would have to do was grab her while his mark was active and she would burn for her sins, becoming ashes in mere seconds.

She turned fearful blue eyes on him and pain stabbed his chest, unfamiliar but so strong it robbed him of his breath. The light shining from the mark on his inside wrist faltered, the desire to use his gift against her shattering as he stared at her and realised something.

He couldn’t do it.

He couldn’t hurt her.

She had taunted, teased and provoked him no end since he had met her, and while the desire to deal with her had risen at times, he had never once surrendered to it. He had never really, truly desired to harm her.

His instincts as an Echelon said to cut her down, but his instincts as a male said to pull her close and keep her safe.

He shoved his fingers through his tangled blond hair and clawed it back, gritted his teeth and snarled a curse as she tore him in two, pulling him between polar desires.

Her expression softened, blue eyes holding a note of understanding, and in that moment he realised that she felt the same way as he did. She waged war against her instincts as a demon, the ones that no doubt pressed her to fight him because of what he was, when the rest of her desired him.

He looked down at his wrist, at the cross on it that glowed faintly in the morning light, cold stealing through his veins. He didn’t want to hurt her. His Echelon side did, the gift that had been given to him at birth, one he had never asked for. It had ruled him in the fae town, driving him to harm her, and he had fought it and tried to make her run because he didn’t want to hurt her.

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