Good Intentions (The Road to Hell Series, Book 1) by Brenda K. Davies

Author:Brenda K. Davies [Davies, Brenda K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-07-16T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 23

River

Over the next couple of weeks, I didn’t really know what was expected of me as I continued to train with Kobal and the others. The volunteers I’d come here with avoided me now. The demons all watched me like I was the mouse and they were the hawk circling above. I didn’t think they planned on picking my remains, but they were definitely intent upon my every action.

I’d also noticed a growing tension and withdrawal from Kobal as time slipped by. He still trained with me every day, but he seemed to be holding something of himself back. Yet sometimes I would catch him looking at me with such hunger in his gaze that it would cause my entire body to quicken with longing.

My dreams of him had ebbed since moving into his tent. I blamed that more on my exhaustion when I finally did fall asleep than a waning in my yearning for him. No, that grew every day his distance did.

Even Mac stayed away from me now, but his eyes were always on me whenever I was on the field. Unlike the others who watched me with rapt curiosity and animosity, the sadness in Mac’s eyes troubled me.

I didn’t understand any of it; the humans accepted the demons more readily then they accepted me. Kobal had been right, they had no idea what to make of me, and they were afraid. That fear had made them distant and wary. The demons didn’t know what to make of me, and I wondered if perhaps some of them disliked me for my supposed heritage or at least because of who had possibly created me.

I didn’t know what it was, and by now I was so exhausted from the nonstop training, stress, and uncertainty, that I was getting to the point I wanted to hit every single human and demon who gave me a sidelong glance. Or if I could figure out how to make that handy-dandy frying things ability work, maybe I’d burn all their pants off them and watch them run around with their asses on fire.

However, I hadn’t been able to set anything on fire since that day with the madagans. Kobal had to be wrong about who or what I was; I kept telling myself this, but the certainty he was right had taken hold of me. I hadn’t admitted it to him, but when he’d told me what he believed I was, a part of me had lit up in an aha moment, and it had all made sense. A part of me, deep inside, could not shrug away his words no matter how badly denial kept screaming through my head.

Perhaps they were all right to distance themselves from me. I was the only living ancestor of Lucifer himself, of evil incarnate. I tried not to think of things in terms of good and evil as Kobal had told me to, but I couldn’t shake the feeling there could be something inherently evil within me.

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