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you.” His red-eyed gaze dropped to the destroyed statue, and his toothy grin widened.
“What’s he talkin’ about?” asked Patrick.
Ash didn’t like that the demon was so unconcerned about the destruction of the statue. What else was there left to do?
“Natasha!” The alarm in Jarod’s voice had her looking at the ground.
The snake had not been destroyed.
It had come alive.
It wiggled up Ash’s body with supernatural speed. She grabbed at it, but it was like trying to capture smoke.
Jarod released his magic and rushed to his mate. He, too, tried to capture the little beast. “Fuck!”
The snake wrapped around her wrist. It pulsed hotly, glowing like a burning ember and started sinking into her skin.
“It’s you!” the demon shouted with glee. “It was you all along.”
Ash cried out as she attempted to break the snake’s hold on her wrist. Even with Jarod helping, the totem would not budge.
Jarod whirled toward the demon. “What have you done to her?”
“ She is the vessel, fool,” cackled the demon. “Lilith will live in her and Ash the Destroyer will be no more.”
The snake embedded into Ash’s muscle. Spikes of pain caused her to cry out, and she regretted that small show of weakness.
“By your own hand the last sacrifice will be made, Ash the Destroyer, and in that act, you shall be destroyed. From your ashes, my queen shall be reborn.”
Hatred stabbed Ash with poisoned blades, but she couldn’t stop herself from raising the dagger clenched in her fist. She held it over the shaking body of her friend.
No! Not Claire. Not anybody. She thought of Nor, his life in her hands. And Jarod. He was her mate. She’d finally found love, and now, with a demon controlling her will, she would lose everything.
Pain radiated down her arm and throbbed in her shoulder, up her neck, right into her jaw.
“Natasha,” Claire said, her voice heavy. Her eyes closed. She whispered,“Where’s Henry?”
The darkness slithered inside Ash, and she knew it was only a fraction of the horror Lilith would unleash.
Ash used every ounce of her will to keep from plunging the blade into her friend’s heart. A difficult feat when everything inside her screamed to kill the sacrifice .
Ash struggled to regain control. She focused completely on her hand and arm, forcing her straining muscles away from Claire. It took a herculean effort to place the poisoned dagger against her own throat.
Time to end Lilith once and for all.
Chapter Ten
“ N O !” JAROD GRABBED her wrist, but not even his animal strength could wrest the blade from her grip. “I won’t lose you.”
“It’s the only way,” Ash huffed. “If she completely possesses me, it’ll be over. For everyone.”
“Then fight, damn it.” He held on tightly. “Use my energy, my strength. You can defeat her.”
Ash took shuddering breaths. She accepted the power Jarod gave her, flowing silver light that fortified her, calmed her.
Inhaling a deep breath,Ash closed her eyes and delved into her psychic core. The hundreds of souls she’d consumed over the years appeared as long strands of pulsating color that twirled around, an endless rainbow of essences. Lilith’s slimy evil darkness swirled among those colors, a tattered black ribbon that oozed poison.
Ash wasn’t sure what to do. How was she supposed to fight a demon? True demons had no souls. Lilith could eat the ones here like Skittles to gain power and strength.
No. Ash had to conquer Lilith from within. She hadn’t sacrificed Claire, so Lilith’s hold wasn’t finite. She psychically reached for the black ribbon, shuddering as liquid hate soaked her.
Lilith’s essence clung to her like thick grease, and Ash found it difficult to get purchase. While she slipped and faltered, Lilith clung more tightly, digging spiky tendrils into Ash’s very heart. Kill Claire. Kill Claire. Kill Claire. The impulse felt insurmountable.
“Get her out of here,” Ash screamed, hoping someone,
“What’s he talkin’ about?” asked Patrick.
Ash didn’t like that the demon was so unconcerned about the destruction of the statue. What else was there left to do?
“Natasha!” The alarm in Jarod’s voice had her looking at the ground.
The snake had not been destroyed.
It had come alive.
It wiggled up Ash’s body with supernatural speed. She grabbed at it, but it was like trying to capture smoke.
Jarod released his magic and rushed to his mate. He, too, tried to capture the little beast. “Fuck!”
The snake wrapped around her wrist. It pulsed hotly, glowing like a burning ember and started sinking into her skin.
“It’s you!” the demon shouted with glee. “It was you all along.”
Ash cried out as she attempted to break the snake’s hold on her wrist. Even with Jarod helping, the totem would not budge.
Jarod whirled toward the demon. “What have you done to her?”
“ She is the vessel, fool,” cackled the demon. “Lilith will live in her and Ash the Destroyer will be no more.”
The snake embedded into Ash’s muscle. Spikes of pain caused her to cry out, and she regretted that small show of weakness.
“By your own hand the last sacrifice will be made, Ash the Destroyer, and in that act, you shall be destroyed. From your ashes, my queen shall be reborn.”
Hatred stabbed Ash with poisoned blades, but she couldn’t stop herself from raising the dagger clenched in her fist. She held it over the shaking body of her friend.
No! Not Claire. Not anybody. She thought of Nor, his life in her hands. And Jarod. He was her mate. She’d finally found love, and now, with a demon controlling her will, she would lose everything.
Pain radiated down her arm and throbbed in her shoulder, up her neck, right into her jaw.
“Natasha,” Claire said, her voice heavy. Her eyes closed. She whispered,“Where’s Henry?”
The darkness slithered inside Ash, and she knew it was only a fraction of the horror Lilith would unleash.
Ash used every ounce of her will to keep from plunging the blade into her friend’s heart. A difficult feat when everything inside her screamed to kill the sacrifice .
Ash struggled to regain control. She focused completely on her hand and arm, forcing her straining muscles away from Claire. It took a herculean effort to place the poisoned dagger against her own throat.
Time to end Lilith once and for all.
Chapter Ten
“ N O !” JAROD GRABBED her wrist, but not even his animal strength could wrest the blade from her grip. “I won’t lose you.”
“It’s the only way,” Ash huffed. “If she completely possesses me, it’ll be over. For everyone.”
“Then fight, damn it.” He held on tightly. “Use my energy, my strength. You can defeat her.”
Ash took shuddering breaths. She accepted the power Jarod gave her, flowing silver light that fortified her, calmed her.
Inhaling a deep breath,Ash closed her eyes and delved into her psychic core. The hundreds of souls she’d consumed over the years appeared as long strands of pulsating color that twirled around, an endless rainbow of essences. Lilith’s slimy evil darkness swirled among those colors, a tattered black ribbon that oozed poison.
Ash wasn’t sure what to do. How was she supposed to fight a demon? True demons had no souls. Lilith could eat the ones here like Skittles to gain power and strength.
No. Ash had to conquer Lilith from within. She hadn’t sacrificed Claire, so Lilith’s hold wasn’t finite. She psychically reached for the black ribbon, shuddering as liquid hate soaked her.
Lilith’s essence clung to her like thick grease, and Ash found it difficult to get purchase. While she slipped and faltered, Lilith clung more tightly, digging spiky tendrils into Ash’s very heart. Kill Claire. Kill Claire. Kill Claire. The impulse felt insurmountable.
“Get her out of here,” Ash screamed, hoping someone,
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