hold off that book. Maybe the old laws weren't the best way to go after all. If a demon was after her, then surely the best solution was to let him have her. All she needed to do was find the demon and tell him where this mate-stealing bitch was.
A wicked smile pulled at her lips as she retreated to the other side of the vault to a room full of old furniture. She would wait there till they left, then she would take a look at that book.
When they eventually left, leaving the vault in darkness having turned off all the lights, Chelsea crept out of her hiding place and made her way back to the room they had just vacated. Had she been a puny human like her sister, Jennifer, she would have bumped into the many objects cluttering the floor, but luckily, being Were, she had no problems seeing in the dark.
“Where is it?” she snarled, scanning the bookshelves before her for anything on demons. Finding the section on demons she snatched copy after copy from the shelf, flicking through the pages as quickly as she could, searching for the name Abaddon. Ramming a volume of ‘The demon dimension and the pests that exist there,’ back on the shelves, she reached for a small black leather bound book with no title. Flicking through it as she had all the others, she stopped dead when she found the name written in large black lettering at the top of one of the pages.
“Gotcha.”
The book had everything. A quick bio, a description of his powers, and even, much to Chelsea’s delight… how to summon him.
“Well, that will come in very handy.”
Chapter Eleven
~
Kaia
Walking into a room full of the people I had tormented at school was terrifying. How would they react? Would they threaten me like Chelsea? Yell at me and tell me to get the hell out? Hundreds of possibilities were flying around my head as I followed Jennifer into the room.
A large group of girls were sat chatting on the sofas over by the window, and over in the corner, another group were stood at a bar grabbing drinks. “Look who I brought,” Jennifer yelled over the chatter, getting everyone’s attention. As all eyes turned to me, I wanted to run, to hide. I had been so horrible to all of them in the past. After I’d been told of my fate, I’d kind of gone off the rails for a time, not just pushing away those that I loved, but also making sure that everyone I came into contact with hated my guts. I had done some pretty messed up things back then. “She just had a bit of a run in with Chelsea, thought she might need a drink.”
“Sure,” one of the girls by the bar said, smiling at me. “What will it be? We have beer, wine or would you like something stronger? I'm guessing after dealing with Chelsea it will be the latter.”
“Strongest thing you’ve got.” I needed my courage.
“Coming right up. Why don’t you guys go and sit down with the others, I’ll bring it over.”
“Thanks.”
Awkwardly I sat down in one of the armchairs, Jennifer perching next to me on the arm. “So what has that bitch done now?” someone asked.
“Oh, you know Chelsea. Attacked her up in Ethan’s room, yelling at her that Ethan is hers as always,” Jennifer informed them.
“She’ll pay for that when he finds out,” another girl laughed.
The conversation quickly moved on to other things and I sat quietly just listening, not really invited into the conversation. Feeling like I didn’t belong, I made to leave, hoping that no one would notice. Just as I got to the door, a hand shot out and grabbed my wrist. “Where are you going?” Jennifer asked, pulling me back.
“I don’t really fit in here. I'm just going to head back up to Ethan’s room.”
Her eyes scanned my face, worry etched in her own. Frowning, she said, “We haven’t really given you a chance to join in the conversation, have we? I’m sorry, Kaia. Come on, let me introduce you to everyone and get you another drink. Then I promise, if you’re not having fun, I’ll take you
A wicked smile pulled at her lips as she retreated to the other side of the vault to a room full of old furniture. She would wait there till they left, then she would take a look at that book.
When they eventually left, leaving the vault in darkness having turned off all the lights, Chelsea crept out of her hiding place and made her way back to the room they had just vacated. Had she been a puny human like her sister, Jennifer, she would have bumped into the many objects cluttering the floor, but luckily, being Were, she had no problems seeing in the dark.
“Where is it?” she snarled, scanning the bookshelves before her for anything on demons. Finding the section on demons she snatched copy after copy from the shelf, flicking through the pages as quickly as she could, searching for the name Abaddon. Ramming a volume of ‘The demon dimension and the pests that exist there,’ back on the shelves, she reached for a small black leather bound book with no title. Flicking through it as she had all the others, she stopped dead when she found the name written in large black lettering at the top of one of the pages.
“Gotcha.”
The book had everything. A quick bio, a description of his powers, and even, much to Chelsea’s delight… how to summon him.
“Well, that will come in very handy.”
Chapter Eleven
~
Kaia
Walking into a room full of the people I had tormented at school was terrifying. How would they react? Would they threaten me like Chelsea? Yell at me and tell me to get the hell out? Hundreds of possibilities were flying around my head as I followed Jennifer into the room.
A large group of girls were sat chatting on the sofas over by the window, and over in the corner, another group were stood at a bar grabbing drinks. “Look who I brought,” Jennifer yelled over the chatter, getting everyone’s attention. As all eyes turned to me, I wanted to run, to hide. I had been so horrible to all of them in the past. After I’d been told of my fate, I’d kind of gone off the rails for a time, not just pushing away those that I loved, but also making sure that everyone I came into contact with hated my guts. I had done some pretty messed up things back then. “She just had a bit of a run in with Chelsea, thought she might need a drink.”
“Sure,” one of the girls by the bar said, smiling at me. “What will it be? We have beer, wine or would you like something stronger? I'm guessing after dealing with Chelsea it will be the latter.”
“Strongest thing you’ve got.” I needed my courage.
“Coming right up. Why don’t you guys go and sit down with the others, I’ll bring it over.”
“Thanks.”
Awkwardly I sat down in one of the armchairs, Jennifer perching next to me on the arm. “So what has that bitch done now?” someone asked.
“Oh, you know Chelsea. Attacked her up in Ethan’s room, yelling at her that Ethan is hers as always,” Jennifer informed them.
“She’ll pay for that when he finds out,” another girl laughed.
The conversation quickly moved on to other things and I sat quietly just listening, not really invited into the conversation. Feeling like I didn’t belong, I made to leave, hoping that no one would notice. Just as I got to the door, a hand shot out and grabbed my wrist. “Where are you going?” Jennifer asked, pulling me back.
“I don’t really fit in here. I'm just going to head back up to Ethan’s room.”
Her eyes scanned my face, worry etched in her own. Frowning, she said, “We haven’t really given you a chance to join in the conversation, have we? I’m sorry, Kaia. Come on, let me introduce you to everyone and get you another drink. Then I promise, if you’re not having fun, I’ll take you
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