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turned you into an animal.”
    I spun around and looked up at her. “So that goat-man and those bull things were made that way by the Devil?”
    She solemnly nodded. “Yes. His scepter is very powerful.”
    “That wand with the snake head?” I asked as she turned me around.
    “Yes, and you’d do well to keep out of his crosshairs.” She frowned. “He’s easily angered.”
    I swallowed a knot in my throat as I thought about Aedan’s temper. If he kept goading the Devil, he was sure to be turned into a toad-man or a monkey-boy. I cringed when I thought of what his reaction would be when I told him about my bath with the siren. He’d come unglued, most likely unleashing the brunt of his anger on our unholy host.
    My siren valet did an amazing job transforming my mangled mop into a long fancy braid. Then she applied some rouge, eye liner, and shimmery lip gloss. I reluctantly cracked a smile when I saw my reflection in the mirror. She’d made me look beautiful, maybe too beautiful. After all, I didn’t want to tempt any humping monkeys, or worse, the Devil himself.
    The bra she fastened on me had an overload of sparkly beads and shimmery tassels hanging off the nipples. Ugh. It was more hideous than my grandma’s torpedo-tit brassiere. The skirt hung low on my hips, held up by a silky sash. Two slits went up the sides, revealing shapely calves. I sure hoped my shirt was long enough to cover my naval, or Aedan was sure to have a fit, and I already had enough to be sorry for. 
    She spun me around, her delicate hands caressing under my girls. “There. You look beautiful. Your breasts are like two ripe melons.”
    Wait. This was it? I couldn’t go out in public with bedazzled tits. “I can’t wear this,” I practically screeched, my nipple tassels spinning like propellers as I brushed her hands off me. “It’s too revealing.”
    I thought I saw a flash of red in her eyes as she tilted her chin. “Your innocence is so enchanting. I shall enjoy deflowering you each day.”
    I cringed when she cupped my cheek, her lips pulling back in a wicked smile. There was no way I was letting that psycho siren seduce me again. At least, I hoped there wasn’t a way. I’d already capitulated once to her. I hoped I was strong enough to stop her next time. 
    “You don’t understand.” I waved a hand at my reflection in the mirror. “If Aedan sees me in this, he’s going to freak.”
    Aedan was pretty old-fashioned when it came to my choice in attire, which was why I still wore my grandma’s 1940s hand-me-down dresses. That, and the fact that I was trying to save up enough credits to move up from moldy level ten. Jeez. What I wouldn’t give to exchange my current living situation to be back in Purgatory. I didn’t care if the carpets smelled like week-old cat piss and the toilets had a perpetual pink ring around the bowl. It sure beat living in fear of having my soul burn for eternity in the belly of a fire dragon.
    “I understand.” She circled my waist, purring in my ear like a kitten. “Yes, this attire will certainly make him jealous. Why else do you think my master insisted you wear it?”
    I elbowed her away from me. “He insisted?”
    She flashed a wolfish grin. For the first time, I noticed her spiky incisors. What the heck? She was some unholy crossbreed between Dracula, a fish, and a call girl, and dumb-shit that I was, I had allowed her to seduce me.
    “Yes.” She tapped her chin as if lost in thought. “I believe his exact words were, ‘Make sure she wears it, or I will be very displeased,’ and you know how my master gets when he’s displeased.”
    She gave me a pointed look, the wicked gleam in her eyes telling me she’d probably like to watch the Devil punish me. Okay, this bitch was getting more twisted by the minute.
    “Unfortunately, I’ve seen how he gets,” I grumbled, biting my lip as I refrained from saying more. What I really wanted to do was grab that silver-plated brush off the