Page 111 of His Little Devil

“We should start with the cards.”

“Right. Okay. Fuck, why are we so scared?” he says, then laughs, shaking his head.

Reaching for the card, I open it.

Donovan Blake,

You are hereby invited to attend a marvelous occasion in the Master's Castle on the night of February 14th.

Please keep to black-tie attire and wear what has been provided for you.

This is an invitation only, exclusive event. A portal will be waiting for you at dusk.

Setting the card down, I open the box and laugh. “What the fuck type of event is this?” I ask, lifting the delicate lace mask and leather collar.

Arrow has the same, but instead of black his is a red color.

“Are we going to a BDSM event in Hell?”

I shrug, then drop the items back into the box and turn to my closet.

“I don't know, but if it means I get to see my girl again, then I'll don a fucking maid's outfit if requested.

Leaving the Academy,I feel more confused than before. Arrow walks beside me down the path back to the cottage.

“Star bond?”

“This has to do with the prophecy, right? Silver was meant to bear the Star child and rule the Star Coven.”

“It would seem so, but it still doesn't explain why she's mated to four men, and Clara said there could be more.”

“I don't know if I can handle sharing her with more men,” I grumble as we reach the front door.

Arrow groans. “We won't have a choice. Silver's destiny is even more complex than we thought.”

Nodding, I sigh and open the door. I think I need a nap.

The scent of something cooking reaches us as we walk inside. “Myah?” I shout, but she doesn't reply.

Kicking my shoes off Arrow grunts at me when I leave them on the floor and not in the cubby where they belong.

He can do it. I'm not the one with OCD.

Stepping into the kitchen, I freeze. My eyes are wide and my palms are sweaty.

“How?”

Turning from the stove, Wellson gives me a smile, then grabs a spatula and places another grilled cheese onto a plate.

“Hungry.”

KANE

ONE MONTH LATER

Silver screams in her sleep, waking me up. She's thrashing and punching at imaginary ghosts.

There is seriously something wrong with her and I’m not sure what to do. Luke snaps his fingers, turning a light on, then pulls her to his chest.

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