Sinful As Hell (The Demon Academy #1) - G. Bailey Page 0,65

without a bra, and it looks amazing. The back is all lace and thin straps of shiny red fabric rest on my upper arms. The rest of the fabric flows out into a princess shape dress that touches the floor. I'm keeping my flat black shoes on instead of the red heels that came with the dress, or I am going to be falling over. Sera has circled all my hair up into a bun with several braids at the sides, and she has place tiny little diamond looking slides into the front of the bun, which catches the light. My necklace from my uncle rests in the middle of my chest, the red glow from it matching the dress almost perfectly.

"Perfect," Sera whispers, and I turn to her. I walk over and pull her to me, hugging her tightly.

"I wish you could come with me," I tell her. I’d love to dance with Sera and chuckle.

"I know," she tells me. "I love to dance as well."

"Then I will dance for you," I tell her as I pull back. "I want you to lock the door behind me and hide in here. I have a bad feeling about tonight, and I can't quite place what it is."

"I feel nervous too. My wolf is on edge, pushing against my mind even though it's five days until the full moon," she tells me.

"To make me feel better, grab a knife from the kitchen and keep it on you tonight as you hide," I ask her to do.

"What about me? You care little for my existence," Amethyst protests.

"Good idea. I will go and get one now," Sera walks off, and I lean down, picking Amethyst up.

"Amethyst, I love you, you know that. I also know you a very good escape artist, especially if anything goes wrong,"

"Compliments do not work on me," Amethyst grumbles but she starts to purr as scratch behind her ears and put her down on the bed. "Sera has catnip and fresh chicken for you. I asked her specifically."

"Maybe you aren't a betrayer after all," she mutters.

"Maybe not," I chuckle and leave her rolled up in a ball on my bed as I walk away.

"You look like someone I once knew," I hear Amethyst say, sounding strange to my ears. I turn back to ask her who but she has her eyes closed, her breathing heavy. I wonder who she used to know that wore red ball gowns? Maybe Amethyst is going crazy after all. I shake my head as I leave the room and come into the kitchen where Sera is waiting for me, a knife on the side next to her. The biggest one. My kinda girl.

"Good luck and have fun. It might be nothing—"

"Every teacher is acting weird and almost frightened this week. I don't think this is just going to be a regular ball," I remind her.

"Me neither, I just wanted to make you feel better," she tells me.

"You're my best friend, Sera. You know that?" I tell her as I walk to the door.

"You know you're mine too," she tells me, and I grin back at her, feeling more at home in this academy than I ever have done at this moment. This school gave me Sera, a chance to have her friendship and I know it will last a long time between us.

"See you later," I say as I open the door and walk out into the corridor. I keep my head high as I walk past the statue and around it to the double doors that have always been closed until this night. Sera told me the decorations in the ballroom where insanely beautiful, and I can't actually wait to see this room. A few students in light-red dresses look at me, and I smile at them, but they don't smile back.

"Enjoy the ball, Lexi," I sharply turn to see Maggie at my side, appearing out of nowhere. She has a tight, floor-length red dress on with black vines wrapped around her arms and up to her neck. Her long hair is up in a high ponytail, curled to perfection and her makeup makes her eyes seem darker and bigger somehow.

"Same to you," I reply. I’m surprised she said anything to me at all.

"Letitia was my best friend, but I should have stopped her doing what she did. I didn't so it is as much as my fault as it is yours that she is gone," she tries to explain. It hurts that