with a flourish and jumps down from the stage she made appear earlier. We're still in the hall the guys left us in. Apparently the most secure place in all of the Shadow Realm, as there are no doors or windows, and only those with good intentions can whisper in unless Morgan puts doors in the room—whispering is what they call that black, wrap movement thingy.
I giggle as she drops into the chair next to me, and I realize I might just be more than a little tipsy. I've not drank this much in a while either.
“It's your turn!” She grins, and I shake my head.
“I can't, no more. I've used up all of my song book!” I tell her. “I could seriously eat though.” My stomach grumbles, almost backing up my statement and she giggles.
“Then food we shall have!” She waves her hand and the karaoke set up disappears, the table lengthens and so much food appears. Pizza, fries, wings. All of the best drunk food you can think of.
“We are not so different after all, huh?” She says, hiccupping a little. She drank at least double what I did, so I'm not shocked. I grab a slice of the cheese pizza and groan as I take a mouthful.
Yes. I needed this.
I eat a few slices, and the edge from the drinking disappears and I feel more myself. Thank god. I pay no mind as Morgan devours an entire pizza, two plates of wings, and a handful of fries. She grins at me after patting her stomach. “I needed that.”
With a click of her fingers she's grease free and perfectly put back together again.
“Now that is a nifty little trick I could stand to learn!” I laugh.
“Being a Demon isn't all bad. Though, days like this are rare. I've not had this much fun since I saw you last.” Her smile falters a little. “I can't exactly be myself with many people. Heavy lies the crown and all that.”
“I get it. I'm sorry I was gone for so long. I had no idea,” I say softly but she waves me off.
“Mara, it’s fine.” She takes my hand and squeezes. “You're here now, even if for shitty circumstances, but I'm going to make the most of a bad situation.”
“Me too.” I squeeze her hand back just as Caleb and Levi appear back in the room. I squeak at their arrival, making Morgan laugh again as I scowl at her.
“Did you find her?” I look to the guys and Levi gives me a sad smile.
“No, Angel. We didn't. Even the fear from this one wasn't enough for anyone we spoke with to shed any light on anything. Though Callie says hi.” I smile back at him but my heart sinks.
“How is it possible that all of this even happened when everyone fears you all so much?” I ask, looking more to Caleb.
“Fear can be a powerful motivator. Trying to escape our supposed reign of terror could be enough of a reason for people to get on board, and to keep their mouths shut. The thing is, we don't rule that way so much anymore. We gave the higher Demons a lot of leeway, after a few thousand years of ruling like tyrants, but it seems we gave them too much rope, and now they're going to hang themselves with it.” Caleb jams his hands in his pockets when he finishes speaking, and it’s hard not to admire him, even when he seems so pissed off. He and Levi really aren't all that different in looks, though his hair is slightly longer, and his build slightly smaller. His eyes though, they're violet like mine, and I try not to focus on why that could be. I was... am a Shadow Walker, I suppose it makes sense that I would have some form of connection to the people down here.
“Let’s wait for the others to get back, before we think about our next moves,” Morgan says firmly. “Why don't you two head to your room, you can get cleaned up, and rest until they return.”
“That sounds amazing.” I smile up at Levi as I thank her because the thought of a shower, and some alone time with Levi sounds fucking perfect. Much as I've loved the attention of all my guys at once. Between the stress of everything, and the guilt, I've craved alone time more than a little.
Even if they do all seem okay to share.
“Perfect! Caleb will show you to your