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still the other man didn’t respond.
I stepped between them. “Take it easy, you’re not fully recovered.”
“Even tanked this badly, I can take this guy on.” He tried to reach around me. “No one makes a move on my girl, gets all snotty about it, and then shows up at her house like nothing’s wrong.”
“Jason, the last time we met things were different,” Gareth said, finally looking Papan in the eye. “I wasn’t myself.”
Papan’s eyes darkened and he clenched his jaw.
I opened my palm over Papan’s chest. “He’s telling the truth.” The last thing he needed to be doing right now was confronting anyone. “Papan, he was possessed by the same demon that attached itself to Jonathan.”
“No way, I would’ve known. I would’ve smelled that horrid stench.” He met my eyes. “And this guy smelled nothing like J.”
“I don’t know how to explain that, but Lavie and I exorcised the demon.”
Gareth stepped closer. “The demon knew you would detect the demonic smell and concealed it. I have no idea how. I was a just a passenger.”
Papan looked away, his teeth clenched. I took his hand and encouraged him to look at me. When he finally did, I said, “The demon’s gone. It’ll never come back, but you have to believe Gareth. He only acted on the demon’s impulse, didn’t you?” I waited for Gareth to agree but when he didn’t, I turned to glare at him. His hazel eyes were shiny. Whether the constable’s feelings for me had been enhanced by the demon or vice versa wasn’t important, but his hesitation wouldn’t help.
“Yes, it was the demon.” Gareth turned away as he added, “The demon was the one who had feelings for Sierra, and made me act on them.”
Papan didn’t look convinced. “I’ll still be keeping an eye on you.” He took my hand and led me up the path, past the porch and into the house.
“Oh my God, you’re both all right!” Willow ran down the hallway and threw her arms around Papan and me. “I was so worried. You said you’d call but when you didn’t…”
“I couldn’t.” It was close to the truth.
“Why do you both smell like smoke?” She wrinkled her nose and stepped back.
“Will, I need to tell you something first. Where’s Oren?”
“He’s in the kitchen with Lavie and Saul.” She looked past us, a beaming smile on her face. “Hey Gareth, didn’t know you’d rocked up too.”
“Hello, Willow Tree.”
I led Papan into the kitchen, where Saul motioned him to one of the chairs. He sank into it and I sat next to him, holding onto his hand. I didn’t want to end the physical contact.
Gareth greeted Oren and Lavie after Willow called, “Oren, look who else is here!”
“What happened this time?” Oren pressed a hand to my shoulder and I covered it with mine. “What do you need me to do?”
I sighed. “I need to tell you something.”
Oren withdrew his hand and made his way around the table, until he was standing in front of the cabinets. He leaned back and waited, a position he seemed to be making a habit.
As soon as everyone was settled around the table, I took a deep breath and slid my hand from Papan’s. The pain of loss swept over me all over again, taking my breath away as tears stung the backs of my eyes. I bit my lip to keep them at bay.
“Sierra, are you okay?” Willow asked, concerned.
I shook my head and took another breath, releasing it slowly. “There’s no easy way to put this… Ebony’s gone.”
“What do you mean, gone? ” my sister echoed, her face darkening with a frown.
“Maya killed her.”
“What are you talking about?” Papan’s eyes were wide. “Why didn’t you tell me before?”
I sighed, meeting his eyes. “There was no right time to tell you. You nearly died yourself.” A tear slid down my cheek and I was surprised I had any left. I looked down at my hands, only to watch Papan’s fingers wrap around them. “She’s gone. Maya took her soul.”
“No,” Willow whispered. “It
I stepped between them. “Take it easy, you’re not fully recovered.”
“Even tanked this badly, I can take this guy on.” He tried to reach around me. “No one makes a move on my girl, gets all snotty about it, and then shows up at her house like nothing’s wrong.”
“Jason, the last time we met things were different,” Gareth said, finally looking Papan in the eye. “I wasn’t myself.”
Papan’s eyes darkened and he clenched his jaw.
I opened my palm over Papan’s chest. “He’s telling the truth.” The last thing he needed to be doing right now was confronting anyone. “Papan, he was possessed by the same demon that attached itself to Jonathan.”
“No way, I would’ve known. I would’ve smelled that horrid stench.” He met my eyes. “And this guy smelled nothing like J.”
“I don’t know how to explain that, but Lavie and I exorcised the demon.”
Gareth stepped closer. “The demon knew you would detect the demonic smell and concealed it. I have no idea how. I was a just a passenger.”
Papan looked away, his teeth clenched. I took his hand and encouraged him to look at me. When he finally did, I said, “The demon’s gone. It’ll never come back, but you have to believe Gareth. He only acted on the demon’s impulse, didn’t you?” I waited for Gareth to agree but when he didn’t, I turned to glare at him. His hazel eyes were shiny. Whether the constable’s feelings for me had been enhanced by the demon or vice versa wasn’t important, but his hesitation wouldn’t help.
“Yes, it was the demon.” Gareth turned away as he added, “The demon was the one who had feelings for Sierra, and made me act on them.”
Papan didn’t look convinced. “I’ll still be keeping an eye on you.” He took my hand and led me up the path, past the porch and into the house.
“Oh my God, you’re both all right!” Willow ran down the hallway and threw her arms around Papan and me. “I was so worried. You said you’d call but when you didn’t…”
“I couldn’t.” It was close to the truth.
“Why do you both smell like smoke?” She wrinkled her nose and stepped back.
“Will, I need to tell you something first. Where’s Oren?”
“He’s in the kitchen with Lavie and Saul.” She looked past us, a beaming smile on her face. “Hey Gareth, didn’t know you’d rocked up too.”
“Hello, Willow Tree.”
I led Papan into the kitchen, where Saul motioned him to one of the chairs. He sank into it and I sat next to him, holding onto his hand. I didn’t want to end the physical contact.
Gareth greeted Oren and Lavie after Willow called, “Oren, look who else is here!”
“What happened this time?” Oren pressed a hand to my shoulder and I covered it with mine. “What do you need me to do?”
I sighed. “I need to tell you something.”
Oren withdrew his hand and made his way around the table, until he was standing in front of the cabinets. He leaned back and waited, a position he seemed to be making a habit.
As soon as everyone was settled around the table, I took a deep breath and slid my hand from Papan’s. The pain of loss swept over me all over again, taking my breath away as tears stung the backs of my eyes. I bit my lip to keep them at bay.
“Sierra, are you okay?” Willow asked, concerned.
I shook my head and took another breath, releasing it slowly. “There’s no easy way to put this… Ebony’s gone.”
“What do you mean, gone? ” my sister echoed, her face darkening with a frown.
“Maya killed her.”
“What are you talking about?” Papan’s eyes were wide. “Why didn’t you tell me before?”
I sighed, meeting his eyes. “There was no right time to tell you. You nearly died yourself.” A tear slid down my cheek and I was surprised I had any left. I looked down at my hands, only to watch Papan’s fingers wrap around them. “She’s gone. Maya took her soul.”
“No,” Willow whispered. “It
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