Page 28 of Wickedly Yours

“Step back, Luna,” Zain barked, and I heeded the command in his voice quickly. His fingernails lengthened, turning into sharp tips. “I need you to go.” Looking back, his eyes connected with mine. Shining,goldeneyes. “Please. Go inside.”

What are you?But maybe I already knew.

The wings unfurled from his back as he stepped towards the creatures, a wisp of magic curling around his body.

“You. Will. Not. Touch. Her.” Each word was repeated, deathly violence promised by his tone.

Trembling in fear, I pressed myself against the brick wall, feeling its rough texture against my back as he mercilessly ripped them apart.

But I couldn’t look away, either. It was violent and bloody, and yet there was something graceful about the way he moved. Lethal. Dangerous. But somehow also…Beautiful.

Gods, I’d never been more attracted to this man than when he was tearing creatures apart for me. What did that say about me?

Devastating. He was completely devastating, standing over the corpses of the demons. My body unfroze, and I collapsed onto the ground, my knees hitting the pavement.

“What—”

“Fuck,” he muttered, looking at their bodies. The blood that dripped out of them was an unnatural black. Zain pinchedthe bridge of his nose before waving with his hand, the carnage instantly disappearing in a glittering black mist.

Turning, his eyes swept over me, like he couldn’t discern if I was okay.But I wasn’t.

And the worst part was it had nothing to do with what had just happened. That I’d had two demons bent on using me like some sort of weird bargaining chip.

It was that I didn’t even recognize the man who was standing in front of me.Because he’d lied.It was a shock to my core. What did I really know about this man?

Clearly, he wasn't who he claimed to be. He wasn’t even human.

“Are you okay?” He asked, and I shook my head. My eyes filled with tears, but he mistook my emotions for fear. “It’ll be okay,” Zain promised, scooping me up into his arms.

I buried my face into the crook of his shoulder, my words failing me as he carried me upstairs into my apartment.

He set me down on my feet and I turned around, not wanting to look at him. Because I wasangryandupset, and my body was still trembling as I tried not to cry.

Not to release all the pent-up emotions of the last thirty minutes. Ignoring the way I was slowly falling apart.

“Luna.” His voice is soft as he slips his arms around my waist, tugging me to his front. It was all I could do to ignore how well our bodies fit together.

He’s a demon.Willow’s words echoed through my mind. Suddenly, the information wasn’t a revelation at all as everything clicked into place.

Damien.Hercat.

The week after she’d adopted him, she’d been so focused on researching… something. I’d seen her in the library. And then there was the spell she’d performed.

She hadn’t wanted to ask for help, even though the covenwas a wealth of resources—a combined force of knowledge and unique skills.

And then Damien—human, this time—showing up on her arm. Of course, somethingsupernaturalwas happening there. And I’d been so caught up in my thing that I hadn’t even paid attention to it.

Gods, she was literally dating a devil.

And so was I.

“I trusted you,” I said, the tears dripping from my eyes. “I let you into my bed, into my home, and I…”

“Moonbeam.” He sounded so calm. Quiet. I hated he was collected at this moment that I was crumbling. “I never meant…”

“You lied,” I murmured, stepping away from him.

Zain reached for me, but I just shook my head, wrapping my arms around myself before I collapsed onto the couch.

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