Page 75 of Spookily Yours

“Are you sure?”

Luna nodded, the action loosening her blonde curls, bringing them down over the silky white dress. All she needed was a tiara, and she would look like a princess. “I want to do this. We made a deal.”

Willow’s gasp echoed through the hall. What had they bargained for?

I wasn’t sure I wanted to know.

“We’re having a ball tonight,” my brother announced. “You two are welcome to attend if you want to stay. I’ll be announcing my betrothal to myfiancee.”

That was when I noticed the gemstone that sat on Luna’s ring finger.

Willow’s eyes darted to her sister.

She’s really going to do it,Willow thought bitterly.She saidyes.

It’s her choice, little witch.

I know, it’s just—

“Well?”

Willow’s face smoothed out into a pleasant smile. Anything to hide the thoughts I felt warring in her mind. “We’d love to attend your ball, Prince Zain.”

His face flattened out into a smooth smile. “Brother?”

“My witch’s will is my command,” I promised. I’d stay by her side, no matter what. Wherever she wanted to be; wherever she wanted to go—I’d be there. "I live to fulfill her every wish.”

Zain’s face curled up into a knowing smirk.Whipped already, brother?His face seemed to say.

If only he knew the half of it. How far gone I was for her. How much I loved her.

“We’ll see you tonight then,” he said.

What had we just gotten ourselves into? And what the hell had I been thinking, bringing her here? Ihadn’t.

It was just that she’d been so concerned about Luna, and I wanted to make sure she was okay. That Luna wasn’t being kept against her will.

And now, I’d roped us into a party where hundreds, if not thousands, of demons would be present.

Instead of being safe and comfortable in Willow’s house, enjoying the rest of her favorite holiday.

“Let’s go to my rooms, little witch,” I murmured into her ear.

At least we’d be safe there.

TWENTY-ONE

willow

There was a first time for everything, and mine was attending a freakingballinHell.Okay, the demon realm might not have exactly been what I imagined, but I’d never picturedthis.

Especially not the plushgiantbed with the softest pillows I’d ever laid my head on.

“I’m never leaving this bed ever again,” I groaned, laying out like a starfish and closing my eyes as I sunk into the mattress. It still smelled faintly of my demon, even if he’d been occupying my bed for the last few weeks instead of his own. I inhaled that spicy smell, loving the way it invaded my senses.

When I opened them, it was to a pair of red eyes looking down into mine. Damien had perched himself over top of me, his lips curled up into a smirk. “I’d be okay with that,” he purred.

“Hm?”

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