Sinful As Hell (The Demon Academy #1) - G. Bailey Page 0,56
table with two chairs on the one side and two green plants by my feet. The door to the inside is open, and I walk through it, seeing a large apartment room. There is a four-poster bed on the one side; it has four swirling black edges and silky black sheets. Brown, rusted leather sofas surround a glass coffee table with a television on the wall in front of them. The kitchen is pretty much a replicate of the one I have, and other than some personal bits and bobs lying around, there isn’t much in here. It smells like Morgan though, that sandalwood scent I now only can associate with him.
“Who would try to kill you? Do you know?” he asks.
“I don’t,” I reply, wrapping my arms around myself.
“We are going to your room. For a hex to be successful on a demon, there must be an item of power near the demon when they sleep,” he explains to me. “Maybe a voodoo doll.”
“So you need to see my bed?” I ask with a small smile.
“How can you be making jokes minutes after nearly dying,” he asks me with an annoyed groan. “Not forgetting the fact you haven’t said thank you to me yet.”
“Thank you,” I reply, wanting to change the subject altogether. It’s becoming a speciality of mine to change the subject at this rate. I just can’t take the idea of talking about what just happened and how goddamn scared I was of dying. I can’t die yet, not before I get my parents out of their trial. It makes me wonder if the person who did this to me has something to do with the trial.
“Forget it. Come on,” he says, nodding his head at the front door. I rush after him, and he holds the door open for me.
“Thank you,” I say, and he doesn’t reply to me, just keeps his eyes on mine for a brief second, his emotions so guarded I doubt even a mind reader could guess them.
“No wonder she isn’t interested in us, brother. She has a teacher’s attention instead,” Nikoli’s voice drifts to me, and I turn around to see him and Claus walking straight to us. Both in their uniforms, but Nikoli is missing his hoodie because I stole it and haven’t given it back. He hasn’t asked for it yet, and he has seen me wearing it. Claus told me I could have his, but I like Nikoli’s better at the moment.
“It’s not like that,” Morgan says, sounding like that could be the worst thing in the world. Glad to know how he feels then. Even if it damn well hurts.
“Morgan saved my life. I was hexed, at least that’s what we think. I walked off the cliff, and Morgan grabbed me before I hit the sea,” I tell them, and their expressions change almost instantly. Claus is pulling me to his chest in the next second, wrapping his arms around me while Nikoli starts shouting. Claus whispers words of comfort, though I’m so in shock that I’m not feeling how I should right now. I’m shocked and fucking scared.
“Who the fuck would be stupid enough to try and kill her?” Nikoli demands.
“There has to be an item or something close to where she slept. Hexing a demon isn’t easy, and I believe voodoo has a play in this. I’ve seen higher up demons and teachers use both voodoo and hexes to take complete control of a demon body,” Morgan tensely replies. “There are only a few students with higher demon blood who are capable to do this. I doubt a teacher would bother; it would be easier to kill her in another way.”
“Let’s go,” Nikoli grumbles, spinning around and storming down the corridor, Morgan following close behind him. Claus keeps his arm wrapped around me as we follow them, his warm breath blowing against my neck as he looks at me.
“Are you okay?” he gently asks. “I mean, fuck, how can you be?”
“Once the shock wears off, I will answer that,” I honestly reply.
“I will wait until it does then,” he tells me as we get to the lift and we all wait in silence. The lift comes up, and the doors open. We all get inside, and Morgan presses the button for my floor.
“Three demons and an angel in a lift. Sounds like the start of a bad porno,” Claus mutters, and my lips twitch in the tense space.
“This is not a time for jokes, Claus,”