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I drove to the building and pulled into a parking spot out front. I disliked the anxiety N projected.

With regret, I thought,I’m sorry. Apologies weren’t easy for me.

I put the car into park and turned to face her, not sure what to say.

N said, “I don’t care that you’re sorry. I want nothing to do with you. Have a nice life.” She flew out of the car and slammed the door behind her. She practically ran into the dorm.

I blinked in surprise. Had she... Had she... Heard my thoughts?

Chapter 5

Osian

“You’ve got to tell her,” Wynn said, her arms crossed. “Whatever’s murdering students is supernatural. Plus, you two are fated. She won’t care that you’re a demon.”

I didn’t look at Wynn and cut my fried egg as I ate breakfast at the island in her kitchen. Wynn was wrong. N would care. She’d be afraid of me. I’d ruin any chance to win her trust. And just because Wynn thought we were fated didn’t mean we were.

“Don’t ignore me!”

I flicked a glance at Wynn, then looked back to my plate and continued eating in silence.

Wynn yelled, “You’re infuriating!”

Duh. Demon,I thought.

Without reacting, I picked up my bacon and ate a bite.

“You need to go over there and talk to her. You can’t just let her go. She’s your fated. You’re meant to be together.”

I put down the bacon.

Drop it. Where is Onyx?I signed.

Wynn sighed. “He’s in the shower.”

I nodded solemnly and went back to my breakfast.

“You need to talk to her. Tell her what’s going on.”

Once I revealed that I was supernatural, N would never give me the time of day. Humans were taught to fear demons. When — if — she found out what I was, anything she’d liked about me would be irrelevant. And, surprisingly, I cared. No one had ever heard my thoughts before. She was unique. I didn’t want to lose her.

My appetite vanished.

I stood from my seat, walked to the trash to scrape the remainder of my food in there, and deposited the empty plate and fork in the sink.

Tell Onyx that when he’s ready, I’ll be waiting at home,I signed.

“Osian—” she started, but I’d already transported, disappearing from her kitchen and appearing in my living room.

Demons could travel between places they knew that way. Instantly disappearing and reappearing. For convenience, Onyx and I traveled between our apartments regularly.

I’d never felt... attached, I guess is the word. Sex had always been casual — one night and done.

But I liked N. I wanted to see her again. Was that what drove others to become “involved” with someone?

Whatever, though. Fated, meant to be, it didn’t matter. N hadn’t known me long enough to trust me. Revealing my true nature too soon would destroy any chance of a relationship. She wouldn’t even want to be friends with me. I’d been a demon a long time; I’d already seen how humans reacted to my kind. If I told her now, N would be scared and push me away.

N needed to see the supernatural, though. Then she’d be better protected from whatever was killing people.

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