Chapter 18
Isaac
Ishouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t care. Yet, here I am, standing outside her door, listening to her cry out in pleasure as her demon mate fucks her.
I hate her. I want her gone. But then why does the idea of her being with him, or anyone else like this and vowing her soul to his, fill me with a rage I’ve never felt before?
As I hear them laughing, I turn from the door with my jaw clenched and hands fisted at my sides, so tight that I’m probably drawing blood. When I fully turn around, I find Noah standing at the top of the stairs.
“What are you doing up here?” he asks, brows furrowed.
“Just came to telldear little sisterto stop moaning like a porn star and making the housekeepers uncomfortable,” I tell him with a bored tone, trying to hide the emotions I shouldn’t be having.
“Considering what they are used to hearing coming from your room, I don’t think they’d care too much,” Noah laughs out, but he’s not amused. His words send sickening guilt into the pit of my stomach.
“I told you I was done with Dark Night girls,” I tell him, stepping closer to him.
“I really hope that’s true, Isaac, because there's only so much Luke and I can take.”
After the party the Heathers made us put on, I did a lot of thinking... and drinking. I realized what I was doing was fucked up, that my actions were putting us all at risk and it was only hurting my best friends.
“Noah, I–” My words get cut off when Abby’s bedroom door opens.
“What are you doing here?” she asks. I wrinkle my nose as the smell of sex spills from her room, trying to act like my fucking cock wasn’t reacting to her scent.
“Wanted to come up here and tell you all to keep it down, but you were done by the time I got up here,” I lie.
“Oh,” she blushes, looking up at Leo. I wanna fucking slap the smug look off his face.
“Sorry about that, man. We’ll try to keep it down next time.”I’m sure you will.
“Um... do you mind moving?” Abby says, looking past me to Noah. “We need to get to the bathroom. We won't be in your way after that.”
I step aside, not wanting to say anything more because I really don’t have a good reason to be up here.
She walks past me, casting me a look that has me feeling like shit for a moment. She looks at me with hurt eyes, and I’m reminded of what I said to her earlier. Shaking off the feeling, I glare at her, making her look away.
As Leo walks past, he reeks of her scent, and it has some primal part of me wanting to rip her away from him, to take her somewhere no one else can touch her.What the fuck is going on with me?
Noah stares at me as Leo and Abby head down the stairs.
“What?” I ask him, not understanding what that look he's giving me means.
“You feel something don’t you? A pull.”
“What? No, I don’t.”
He cocks a brow but doesn’t say anything else.
“Do you?” I ask him.
He looks down the stairs where Abby went, shrugging before heading down that way too, dismissing the whole conversation.
Like fuck if this bitch is going to steal them away from me. I’ve noticed how they look at her, watch her when they think no one can see them. Theywanther. And I’m not gonna let that happen. I’m sending her back to Hell where she belongs before she ruins my life any more than she already has.
Abby
ALL I GOTTA DO IS GETthrough the day, and then it's the weekend. That’s easier said than done because I know the moment I get out of my car, the whispers and staring are going to start.