For the Hell of It by Cate Corvin

Author:Cate Corvin [Corvin, Cate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vivia Press
Published: 2020-04-10T05:00:00+00:00

19

Melisande

When I woke up tangled in a pile of silky sheets, I realized I was alone. I ran my hand over the slight dimple in the mattress where Tascius had been lying next to me. The sheets were still warm.

Instead of getting up, I flopped onto my back, letting my wings stretch their full span, and stared up at the dark ceiling overhead.

I’d sinned of my own accord, but despite a slight soreness, I didn’t feel any different.

I didn’t feel damned.

A frown tugged at my mouth. I’d always been vaguely under the impression I’d burst into flame if I knowingly committed a sin, but maybe the fall had already taken care of that. My halo was long gone, and my wings couldn’t be scorched any blacker.

I realized I felt… happy.

It was an odd sensation, being happy without being on the battlefield. I’d always thought that was where I found the most joy, but this was different, the sort of happiness that had bled into my bones and wouldn’t abandon me once I’d put down my weapons.

Still, I was determined to win my freedom, and I wanted Tascius to come with me, if he was willing.

I forced myself out of bed and used his shower, then dressed myself in a spare pair of pants and shirts I’d found in the bottom of his dresser. My clothes were a shredded ruin that I gathered before slipping out of his door.

The common room was empty except for the new occupant: Razorclaw, the gray-feathered harpy I’d seen before Azazel had taken me. She was sitting cross-legged in front of the fireplace, sharpening an impressive collection of knives. I raised a hand as I passed, and she nodded her head.

Shocking. She must’ve known I’d already killed one of her kin from the Fields of Asphodel. I hadn’t expected something as pleasant as a nod.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when I opened my door and the moon-pale features of Vyra greeted me, almost nose to nose.

“You’re back,” she said brightly. “Your nail polish is chipping.”

I didn’t even bother to sigh. The succubus was going to do what she wanted, no matter how I felt about it.

Her shades slicked a metallic gold lacquer over my nails and Vyra pulled me into a new training outfit while they dried. This one had a short, sheer skirt over the tight pants, and the bra was strappy, winding around my shoulders and sides.

“Is the lack of coverage really necessary?” I asked, looking down at my once-again bare stomach.

“You might as well ask yourself if water is wet.” Vyra braided my hair swiftly, starting at my hairline and moving backwards. She used the silver claw sheaths covering her fingers as dexterously as bare hands.

I barely escaped before she tried putting eyeliner on me. There was absolutely no need for full-on war paint to go train and interrogate Tascius.

The training rooms were full today. Lady Savage and Blind Luck were playing with throwing daggers in the front rooms. A buzzing

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