Page 194 of Sinful

She stared up at me for a moment before I released her hand and pushed my knife into it.

“Enjoy,” I offered, backing away from her, ready to watch the birth of a real fucking monster into our dark world.

A smile curled her lips upward, her colorful eyes darkening with the rage she’d hidden away for so long.

And then she descended on Adam like a storm, the knife glinting beneath the moonlight.

Adam’s shrieks echoed through the night as Bryce stood beside me.

“Is Asylum really coming?” Bryce asked while we watched the carnage.

“He’s already here,” I said through a smile.

SIRENA

The blade tore through Adam’s flesh like he was butter. I relished each of his screams, the darkness which had been lurking on the edge of my soul finally breaking free and blanketing my entirety.

With each stab, each slash, a new part of me was born.

His blood poured from his body longer than his screams did, which was a pity because I’d finally started having fun.

He gripped my wrists with bloody hands, his eyes wild as he stared up at me, his body covered in his blood.

“I-I loved you,” he choked out. “I’m not-not myself sometimes. . .”

“Me either,” I answered, pushing my blade deep into his throat. His eyes widened, and he garbled for a moment, the blood pooling in his mouth before he went silent.

I stared down at the mess I’d made. He was almost in pieces.

“What are we going to do with the body?” Bryce asked softly, his voice pulling me from my thoughts.

“I have some hungry friends deep in the woods,” Mirage answered.

I rose to my feet and turned to see Mirage and Bryce staring back at me. My heart ached for Sin. All I wanted was to see him.

“He’s been taken to the wards. There’s nothing we can do but wait,” Mirage said gently like he knew what I was thinking.

I nodded, knowing he was right. We still had work to do out here anyway. Sin would want me to finish what I’d started.

I stepped forward and stood in front of Bryce.

He stared back at me with hazel eyes, his curls falling across his forehead.

Leaning in, I pressed my lips against his soft ones. He fell into my kiss immediately, deepening it before relenting to allow me control. Our tongues tangled for a moment before I broke away from him, leaving a bloody handprint on his face.

“Soon,” I said, stepping back. “Shadow.”

He nodded at me, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

Next, I went to Mirage, who gave me a smile.

“You’re a mess,” he said.

“So are you,” I countered, taking in the blood splattered on his white rabbit mask. I reached forward and traced my fingers along the edge of the mask. Carefully, I pulled the mask off to see his true face.

So familiar.

“There you are,” I whispered, trailing my fingertips along his cheekbones. He closed his eyes as I touched him.

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