Page 18 of My Silent Demon

“I haven’t seen him today,” Wynn said. She released me from the hug. “I’m sure he’ll turn up soon.”

I turned to Onyx. “As I tried to say earlier: dude, you have a tail?!”

He grinned.

Chapter 9

Osian

“You have to see her eventually. She’s living in my apartment for an unknown amount of time,” Onyx said as he laid across my couch and bounced a tennis ball off the ceiling and caught it.

I signed,I do not have to do anything. I showed her the supernatural world so she would be safe. She can live with you for as long as she wants. Nothing has changed. You can come see me here.

“Wynn is going to miss you.”

Wynn knows where I live.

Onyx laughed. “You’re going to regret saying that.” He paused for a second. “N asked about you, you know?” He continued to bounce the ball off the ceiling.

I blinked in surprise. As far as I knew, N wanted nothing to do with me.

I signed,Change the subject. Have you heard anything new about the murders?

* * *

Magdalene

A week passed, but Osian never showed.

The dreams didn’t go away, but now Osian’s demon face showed up in them instead of his human one. I never got a glimpse of the predator chasing me.

Onyx, Wynn, and I grew closer. We played cards and charades; we ate meals together; and we even started watching a TV series together. Onyx left part of the day for his job, although I didn’t know where he worked or what he did. I slept with headphones playing at night because those two were loud abouthow much they loved each other, and they didn’t care who knew it.

I’d grown accustomed to how Onyx looked. I easily forgot he was a demon. He reminded me of a big brother, and I felt completely comfortable with him.

So far, no more murders were reported in the news. It seemed the school made the right decision to close down.

“These cramps suck,” I complained. “I took a Midol but I think later I’m settling down with a heating pad.” My period had arrived with a vengeance, and the cramps were awful.

A sympathetic look crossed Wynn’s face. “I’m sorry. There’s some chocolate in the cabinet if that would help.”

I smiled at her. “Thanks.”

Her attention turned to Onyx, who smirked about something. Whatever it was, he didn’t look like he was telling. “If Osian doesn’t come over here soon, I’m going over there,” Wynn told Onyx as we sat down to dinner. Marinara chicken, mashed potatoes, and steamed broccoli, with bottles of water.

Onyx looked at Wynn and shrugged. “He said you know where he lives.”

Wynn’s eyes widened. “He said what?”

Onyx held up his hands. “Don’t shoot the messenger.”

“Why that no good, cowardly, goddamned demon.” Wynn stood from her stool. “Excuse me. I’ll be right back.” She disappeared from the kitchen, and I heard the front door slam.

Onyx laughed. “I told him, but did he listen to me? Nope. Serves him right.” He cut a forkful of chicken and tucked it into his mouth.

For a moment, fear struck me on Wynn’s behalf. Wynn was only human. Osian was a demon. “He’s not going to hurt her, is he?” I asked.

Onyx shook his head. “Wynn’s like his little sister, plus she’s my fated. He would never hurt her. Honestly, I’d be moreworried about what she’s going to do to him. But I’m not worried because he deserves what he gets.” He licked a scoop of mashed potatoes with his long, forked demon tongue. He closed his eyes and savored the food. Once he swallowed, he opened his eyes and said, “The food is good. Have you tried it?”

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