“I don’t think he will.” I shake my head. “I feel it in my heart.”
Isaac steps out of the bathroom, pausing when he sees that I’m awake. “Ah, hey.” he scratches the back of his head. “I just brought you to bed. Didn’t want you to sleep on the couch. I was just leaving.”
“No, you weren’t,” I deny as he starts toward the door. He spins around, raising a brow. “Get back in bed.”
His eyes widen slightly, making me giggle. “You sure?”
“Don’t argue with me. I’ll always win,” I tease.
“She does. Don’t bother.”
Isaac cracks a smile, and fuck, my heart soars. I know he has Luke and Noah, but I think the more people he sees that are on his side, the more he will see his worth. I just hate that someone went low enough to make him feel like he didn’t have any.
Chapter 8
Frankie
Going back to schoolat twenty-three is not something I ever planned on doing. But here I am, in my prim and proper school uniform. I’m not sure how Lucifer even got me into this school seeing how most people graduate around twenty-one.
I grimace as I look myself over in the mirror. My tattoos and bright red hair stand out against all this damn white.
Ihatewhite; it’s too plain, too boring. I love black and bright colors. Sighing, I gather my hair into a pony-tail and accept that this is the best it’s going to get. I’m here on a job, I’m here for Abby. What I have to wear isn’t a big deal, I can live with it.I hope.
Shaking my head, I grab my backpack and head out. School starts in a half hour, and I want to make sure I’m out front to meet Abby.
I’ve been going crazy not being able to see her. It was easier in Hell, where I had work to keep me busy, to keep me from finding her and claiming her as my own. But now, I have way too much time on my hands.
It’s only been a few days since I started school and so far, it’s not horrible. The classes I’m taking are random and all the fun courses. When I signed up, the secretary tutted and said I wasn't going to be able to get a good job after I graduate with the type of courses I picked. Little does she know, I’m set for life.
I just smiled and shrugged, took my information packet, and left. Do you know how hard it is to follow all of these stupid rules? The biggest one is no profanity. Swearing is like a second language to me. You think demons in Hell are all classy and shit? No. Also, Ilikethe word fuck. Who doesn’t? I’ve had to bite my tongue way too many damn times.
The moment I step outside the dorm, I curl my lip as my eyes fall on the three women who’ve made my mate’s life hell. Who caused her pain and continue to do so.
“It’s not fair!” the blonde one whines. “I bet she’s using some kind of demon magic. That’s the only way she could brainwash them into being with her. I bet they aren’t even her mates.”
Perks of being a vampire; my hearing is immaculate.