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She mulled over what she read before she sat back on her stool.
“If all of this is true, I’m not sure how a ruborae witch would benefit from orchestrating a mating. It seems like a marriage or a mate only benefits your partner.” Jasper frowned. “Maybe if they controlled them or something.” She shook her head. “But this seems like powerful stuff… I’m not sure if a witch could control a demon’s mate even if they had the key and the box…”
Annoyance battled my anger. I had learned something but I just didn’t know what.
‘Asmodeus!’
Eden’s voice vibrated in my mind and I felt a pull. I spared Jasper a single glance before I disappeared from her little shop following the sound of my wife’s call.
24
EDEN
Ileaned my forehead on my steering wheel as my phone chimed over and over on the passenger seat. My girls had been messaging me non-stop. It wasn’t like us to go the day without constantly texting one another, calling while we walked from work to the car, or on the drive, or even while we cooked. Our phones were often the lifelines that connected us, and I had abandoned mine.
Space was what we needed to be sure I didn’t pull them into my shit, but without them to rant to about all of this, I constantly felt unsure. It felt weird having nothing but my own thoughts to trust. Without Imani’s harsh opinions, Vi’s optimism, Sarika’s blase truths, and Alicia’s critical breakdown of the situation. Without all that, I realized a lot of my thoughts were a jumbled mess.
Asmodeus stirred me. He caused my body to react to him in a way I don’t think any man or woman had before. A heat poured into me that ignited everything. It made me want to tear at his clothes and ravish him like a starving thing.
I was not destined to belong to Asmodeus. No freaking way.
A low, frustrated moan left me as I gently banged my forehead off the wheel and wished I could whack all this out of my mind. I wanted blissful nothingness. The kind of epic detachment Sarika thrived in, that’s where I was trying to live right now. What I would give to want to survive on nothing but expensive coffee, good books, and vibes.
Resting my cheek on the wheel, I looked out at my Gran’s house.
This is what it had come to. Fleeing my home in the middle of the night when I noticed my demon husband was gone and running to Gran’s. Like a child who thought I was safe as long as I had her arms around me.
It was a bad idea.
Ding. Ding. Ding.
I was overstimulated as it was without the constant texts. Grabbing my phone, I scrolled through all the messages.
VI:
Hey, are you okay?
VI:
Eden?
VI:
Ede!
SARIKA:
Can you call Vi, please? If I have to listen to her sob about destroying your life for another second I’m going to kill her and bury her on your property. XX
VI:
Why aren’t you answering my calls?
VI:
Are you mad at me?
ALICIA:
