Page 47 of Sinful

He looked over to me. “No. Not like us. She’s more than we could ever hope to be. She will always be kind, but she will be just. She will not tolerate being hurt. She will seek her revenge and be a force to be reckoned with. That is if I can teach her. Or. . .”

“Or what?”

He was quiet again before he cleared his throat. “Mirage can.”

I sat up on my elbow and gave him my full attention. “You hardly let Mirage out. Are you going to?”

He licked his lips and closed his eyes.

“Asylum? Are you letting him out?”

“He’s dangerous,” Asylum murmured. “More so than I.”

“You’re both dangerous,” I corrected.

“I think things through. Mirage is insane when it comes to her. I suppose I am too, only in a different way.” He was quiet for a moment before letting out a soft laugh. “Don’t fuck this up. I can’t have you fuck this up.”

I knew he was communicating with Mirage, so I said nothing, simply watching him.

“Tomorrow,” he said softly. “No. Train her. Fix this mess that’s been made. See to it, revenge is paid.”

Asylum’s eyes opened, and he looked at me again. “Sinclair, make sure everything runs smoothly. I will be leaving and giving Mirage the chance to make things better. It’s best I duck away into the shadows so he can come out. He’s a sweet boy, but he can be unpredictable when upset. So don’t let him get upset. He’s been doing a good job lately of managing his anger. He can be the hurricane to her sunshine.” He laughed softly. “I suppose we both are, in a sense.”

I said nothing. I knew Mirage to be kind most of the time, but I also knew he was part of Asylum, and there the crazy flourished

“You need a friend, Sinclair,” Asylum mused. “While I’m away. Mirage will be too obsessed working on finding who hurt her.”

“I’ll be fine,” I said, rolling onto my back to stare at the ceiling. “I’m always fine.”

“We’re best friends, Sinclair.”

I looked over at him. “Are we?”

He chuckled. “Of course we are. Who else do you have?”

I grunted a response. I had no one but him. Lucky fucking me.

“So I promise to get you a friend as a thank you. Someone you have for when I’m away so you don’t miss me as much.”

“You’re delusional.”

“And you love me for it,” he commented, the smile in his voice. “You’ll have Mirage, but we aren’t the same, him and I. We are as different as we are the same.”

“You’re both confusing fucks.”

“We are, aren’t we? I suppose that’s why we work so well together.”

We were both quiet for a moment.

“How long will you be gone?” I asked.

“However long Church is gone,” he said. “I will return when he does. With him gone, it’ll give Mirage room to. . . wiggle.”

“How. . . convenient.” I grew quiet for a moment. “Asylum?”

“Yeah, bestie?”

“You’re not only fucking with us all, right? Like, you’re still not wanting to kill Sirena to keep her safe? Because that shit you did was fucked up—”

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