Page 156 of The Book Reader
I slowly stand. “I didn’t ask for all of this,” I yell at her.
“Then give it to me, I will take it,” she pleads with me, her voice sounds so desperate.
“Why? What good is it to you, you’re already the princess of hell.” A frown mars my face, not knowing why she would want all of this.
“Because I want to be first, because he will love me and nothim.”Her eyes narrow, and she huffs out a breath.
I can’t help but laugh. “All of this because you have some kind of boyfriend issues?” I take a step closer; she growls low at me.
“They should have given it all to me, the powers, the lord, and my father’s kingdom.
Not you and nothim,”she seethes, making me frown again.
“Unless he is fucking Voldemort, say his name, who ishe?” my voice full of frustration.
“It does not matter, either way, I am last. again.” She steps closer to me now, grinning, “But at least I can have another go, kill you, and I get the lord.”
“You’re already in so much power, you live in apalace, Gaelan would be below you,” she smirks at me. “Gaelan isn’t just any lord; his father was a firstborn, he was touched by the devil himself and sat next to him, Gaelan is a second born Lord, so he is second in command to the Daemon leader.”
“Who is the leader?” I ask. Gaelan never told me if there was a leader; he didn’t even tell me that his father was friends with the devil.
She makes all this sound like a daemon gang is waiting around somewhere.
Macy shrugs. “No one knows, it’s not daddy,” she laughs, as if it brings her joy. Her father isn’t as powerful as everyone believes.
She shimmers in a whip with some kind of claw at the end of it. “Enough,” she barks at me. “Let’s finish this so I can goback to living my life.” She steps closer to me, “until you are born again, of course.” An evil grin crosses her face before she flicks the whip. As if it has a mind of its own, it flies toward me. It wraps around my wrist, the claws biting into my skin, making blood pour from the wound. I cry out and try to pull my wrist free, but each time I move it, it digs in deeper. I fall to the ground, bow over in pain. Macy starts to laugh hard; she yanks on the whip, pulling my arms from under me so she can drag me closer to her. When I’m lying at her feet, she lowers and looks me in the eyes.
“Do not worry, I will look after Gaelan when you are gone,” she says as she lifts her hand. Still, mine is faster as I wrap my fingers around her neck and squeeze tight, cutting off her breath. She goes to lift the other hand, but my tail is more rapid and wraps around it, pulling it down. The whip around my wrists starts to dissolve; my skin slowly fades to white, and my markings cover more of my body.
Lexus
“You no touch mate.”Her eyes go wide. Ari laughs in my head at our little trick. She might be the stupid Princess of Hell, but I am Lady Daemon.
Now entirely in my daemon form, I stand up slowly, taking her with me. I lift her up into the air and growl low.
“You do not hurt Ari or Gaelan anymore. You do not hurt us,” my voice thick with hate. I pull my arm back a little, then throwher across the room. The Reapers float quickly out of the way as she passes. Using my powers, I hold her against the wall. I jump up into the air, my wings emerging from my back and flapping, so I am at her level.
“I am Tate’s daughter. I cannot just be killed; my bloodline will not allow it.” She smiles at me.
I smirk. “Your bloodline might not, but mine will.” I close my eyes and pull all of my powers to me. I can feel my book pages in Westrey flutter; the spell on my side burns my skin. We can feel our past lives; all of my family's souls gather for this, and the power from each of them circles around me. I throw my head back, my eyes glowing bright gold, lighting up the room like the sun on a hot summer’s day, and the voices in my head are back. I can feel each one, and it makes me smile with tears running down my cheeks. I thought they had left me when I got my powers, but they didn’t; they have been here all this time, inside of me.
“Little one, so powerful”
“She is the power.”
“This ends with you.”
“Fuck this bitch up.”
“We are ready, pudding.”
“Arianna, my girl, we got this.”
“We love you, so proud.”
My lips wobble as I smile. I take a deep breath and let the feeling of my family and love wash over me as we all speak as one.
“Sanguis sanguinis, anima ad animam, sume quod ipsorum est et fac illum meum. Voco in potentiis preteritorum et presentium, vocamus superne magnas potestates. Accipe et da, queso, precipe tibi.”
