It was nothing compared to Stephanie. The little angel I’d been tempted to devour, then again, I wasn’t sure what would happen if I actually drank from a Dark One. I’d probably go crazier. And as much as I wanted to taste her…
I actually liked her.
Unfortunate, since she was my enemy. It would be a pity to spill that much angelic blood — but it couldn’t be helped. Not while Bannik still held my balls in the palm of his hand, one small squeeze, and I’d be damned.
And the last thing a demon wanted, was for his eternal flame to get snuffed before being promised another chance at redemption.
Though every six hundred and sixty-six years, when my judgment came.
I was met with silence.
So maybe I was already damned.
Bannik rolled his eyes while I pushed thoughts of my miserable existence away. “Maybe if you learned to control your urges I’d let you off your leash.”
I had never, in all of my existence, wanted to kill someone as bad as I did Bannik. And that included Sariel or any other archangel that dared step in my way.
I would kiss Cassius on the mouth before I would ever admit to Bannik that he had power over me.
Power I gave him.
Blood I gave him.
Loyalty — no matter how misguided — I gave him.
“We have a problem,” Bannik barked, finally relaxing into a chair and propping his enormous booted feet up on the shards left of my desk.
“We?” I arched my eyebrows and crossed my arms. “What is this we business? If I remember correctly, last time I tried to help you drain your brothers you told me to go kill myself.”
Bannik grinned.
Sadistic bastard.
“Well, it seems now, I need your help. They aren’t cooperating.”
“Gee maybe if you didn’t torture them.” I said in an innocent albeit mocking voice. “They may be more amiable to your terms?”
“As long as Cassius still lives.” Bannik clutched his fists so hard, I felt faint, like he was sucking the air from the room, from my very lungs. I learned long ago that each of the Watchers had control of the elements. And lucky for me, Bannik, had oxygen under his thumb just like the winds.
I sucked in a healthy gulp of air and waited.
“Has he been located?” Bannik finally released his hand and glared at me, his once blue eyes going completely black like his soul.
The only bonus of being under his thumb.
I was given a firsthand seat to his destruction.
He was drunk on power.
And darkness chuckled darkly within him.
He thought he was in control, but even now, a dangerous war raged inside him. He wasn’t meant to be dark.
Therefore, the light still fought.
It was the only reason his brothers lived and still fought him.
Pathetic, even now they cried out to him, tried to save him.