long,” is all she says before she disappears just as quickly as she showed up.
“She’s a soul collector. Well… I mean, technically, she’s Death, but I digress. She’s here for Azriel. Though, it would’ve been useful if she’d told us before that she hadn’t reaped his soul.” Morgan lets out a sigh, glancing at Caleb before focusing her attention back on me. I have so many questions, so freaking many, but now probably isn’t the time. “Enough about all of that, though. We can do this, but are you sure now is the right time? I can’t say what repercussions it will have for you.”
“My friends need me to be whole, to be healed. Hell, I need that. So do what you have to,” I tell her, sounding braver than I feel, but that could just be the anger that’s still simmering inside of me.
“Okay, we’ll go to my chambers. Somewhere we won’t be disturbed. Caleb…”
“Yeah, I’ll sort everything out around here and let the guys know where you are,” he says with a smile before kissing her softly and disappearing before my eyes.
“Come on, we should get started. I don’t want to be too distracted in case Levi needs a helping hand with Michael and those other asshole Angels,” she says with a glint in her eye. I think she’d enjoy the chance to tear off a few wings.
“Fine by me, I’d like to get rid of this Demonic parasite sooner rather than later.”
You don’t need to do this, pet. Please. I can help you.
Don’t ignore me, love. I hate being ignored. You don’t need to do this. They’re trying to poison you against me. I’ve been helping you, I’m not trying to destroy you.
You’ll regret this. You don’t hate me. You know I’m not what they all think I am. You know me better than anyone. Please love, don’t separate us. They’re trying to kill me once and for all.
I ignore the pleading in my mind as I walk further into Morgan’s private rooms. I’m flip flopping between being angry that he did this to me and feeling guilty for cutting him out of my life. Even after everything, I still feel guilty because I know he wasn’t all bad. I mean, yes, he was a giant asshole; but even so, that’s not all he was. He showed me that time and again, even while he held me captive. I mean, he showed me plenty of his shittier side then, too. Man, my head is reeling. I want it over with... but I’m almost unsure. What if he’s right and they’re wrong?
I shake my head. No, there’s nothing Morgan stands to gain from this. She’s Remy’s friend; she wouldn’t put me through this if it wasn’t needed. Hell, she tried to talk me out of it. I need this to be done, completely over with. I want to get my life back, get back to who I was. We have too much shit going on for me to be the problem yet again. I just want this taken care of quickly and quietly without causing a fuss. Look at what happened the last time I wasn’t strong enough.
People died. So many people. And look at what happened to Creek.
No, there’s a reason I want to keep this between me and Morgan. I don’t want to be a burden, and I don’t want anyone to think I’m not capable. Especially considering the people I find myself surrounded by. I am not some damsel in distress… Okay, right now I might be, but I refuse to be a pawn any more. All I’ve ever wanted is my own freedom, the option to choose my own fate and not be ruled by everyone else’s wants and needs. Selfish maybe, but the title of heir comes with a lot of responsibility.
“Are you ready?” Morgan looks toward me. There’s pity in her eyes, and that slays me. Pity is the last thing I want, especially after everything I’ve been through.
“As ready as I’m going to be.” I take a deep breath and step out of the robe she gave me, into the pool of water.
“The water will help the conduction of my power. It will make this less painful... well as much as it can.” I wince as the icy water washes over my bare skin as I move to lie down in the shallow pool. The swimsuit isn’t exactly warm and protective, but it’s better than being naked.