Wicked Destiny - By Tiffany Stevens Page 0,46
looking in the mirror in my bathroom. I started mixing powders and chemicals together like it was nothing. The next thing I knew, I was piling the contents onto my hair. This time I didn’t do just a certain amount, I did my whole head. I bleached my whole head back to my blonde color. It took a while, but I had nothing but time. After I was finished rinsing out all of the bleach, I wrapped my hair in a deep conditioner so that my hair wouldn’t fall out.
While I treated my hair, I went through my closet looking for tonight’s attire. When I had it all picked out, I heard a knock at the door. Taking caution to Viktor’s words, I actually looked through the peep hole. It was Jared. I honestly didn’t care what he thought, but seeing me like this wasn’t what I wanted. So from behind the door I yelled, “What do you want?”
“Come on, Sloane, let me in,” Jared answered back.
“I’m not exactly dressed,” I said.
“Like you’re fully clothed at work anyway?” OK, he had a point.
I unlocked the door and he did a double check. I shot him a glare that meant don’t ask and don’t tease. He held his hands up in surrender and I let him in. He sat on the couch and I tightened my robe.
“What is it?” I asked.
“I did a little digging on your boyfriend. How much has he told you about himself?” He sat there with a smirk.
“If you know something, then spill it, Jared.” I sat in the chair across from him and crossed my legs, which he eyed so desperately. So I hurried and covered them up.
“You already know he’s a fallen, but do you know how high up in the ranks he is? We all have the same boss, but has he ever told you where he fell in the line up?” He took pride in the fact that he knew more than I did. He shook his head and smiled. “He’s second in command, Sloane. I’m not here to rub it in your face. I’m truly worried about what he wants from you.”
“I can take care of myself, Jared,” I said very coyly. “I’ve been doing it for a very long time now. But thank you for your concern.”
Jared scooted to the edge of my couch and took a deep breath before he spoke again. I hated to see him like this. Jared was a pain in the ass, but I liked him. On some other level, if my life wasn’t so damn complicated, we would make a great couple. Minus the whole Imp thing, of course.
“Sloane, I know the prophecy just like everyone else does. We all knew it was you. When I say we, I mean everyone at the club. We tried our best to protect you and to keep you shielded from them.” He looked as if he surrendered to defeat.
“Wait, I don’t understand. You knew this whole time and you said nothing?” I asked.
“We had an idea. Mindy knew right off, but I thought you were just another witch on the block.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“Mindy knows, so it’s safe to say Dale does too. That would explain a lot.” My thoughts jumped to the night I almost snapped Rick’s neck. Dale stopped me before I gave in.
“She has always been so sure of you and Dale pretty much follows her lead on things like this because of her gift. She’s never been wrong. I guess I just didn’t want it to be you because of how much I care for you.” He held his hand up to stop me from saying anything. “Just let me say this and I will leave. I love you, Sloane. I know you don’t love me, but it’s just how I feel. Those girls are there to fill the void. I don’t want anything to happen to you no matter who you choose to be with. I just want you to make sure you are making the right decision, that’s all. Because once it’s made, you can never go back.” He stood up and walked over to me, kissing the top of my head. “I’m always here for you, Sloane. But if he hurts you, I will make him regret it.” Jared smiled and let himself out. Just as he opened the door to leave, Viktor stood on the other side.
“Speak of the devil.” He turned to look at me and smiled. “Or