Page 42 of His Little Devil

Clara turns back to him with a huge grin. “Silver has the most incredible voice, and she's a very talented lyricist.”

Luke stares at me, but I just shrug.

Clara spins back to me and takes my hand.

She peeks over her shoulder at Luke and then lowers her voice. “Jade is worried about you. Hell, so am I, Silver. Are you doing okay? Really?”

I think about my annoying bubbly friend at the Academy and sigh. I haven't realized how much I kinda miss her.

“It's been an adjustment, that's for sure, but Luke is trying his best,” I mumble, and she nods before gently patting my hand.

“You're strong, Silver, and even though your heart is shadowed, it's still pure.”

Luke steps closer to us and mumbles something under his breath. He looks pissed.

“I allowed you passage to my home, and time to speak to my bride, yet you dare to try to silence me from your conversation,” he snaps, and my eyes widen.

Magic is still so new to me, I didn't realize Clara had cast a spell.

“I think it's time for you to go. Silver and I need to speak. We will see you at the ceremony,” Luke commands, and I can feel his powers, the tension growing in the room.

I step forward, giving Clara a quick hug as we say goodbye. Kane walks into the room with two baskets full of muffins and hands one to her.

My cheeks heat, and I know I'm blushing. “I tried a spell today, and it may have been stronger than I planned,” I mumble. Clara shoots me a wink, accepting the basket, then leaves the room with Luke.

Kane hands me the other batch of muffins and places a kiss on my cheek.

“I better go to my room. You and Luke need some time,” he says, then shuffles backwards until he's in the hall.

I wave and he gives me a beaming smile. His dark hair is messy from laying on the pillows, and his cinnamon eyes are shining in laughter.

He's gorgeous and he reminds me of the man I sacrificed. Well, I mean he's still alive, but I still sacrificed my heart for him.

Maybe that's why I feel so calm and safe with Kane.

I wave again and this time he bites his lower lip and shakes his head.

God, I am so awkward at times.

I can hear him laughing as he walks away from the room.

Climbing back in bed, I think about what Clara said, and decide that tomorrow I will start writing songs again.

My lyrics may be permanently darker now, but it was therapeutic for me.

Luke returns, and he quickly strips down to his boxers, then climbs into bed beside me.

He's quiet for a moment, staring at the paused TV, and I'm getting antsy.

“It was nice seeing Clara,” I begin, and he sighs.

“There was a coven meeting tonight. I haven't been attending since you moved here, so I figured I should be seen. Blake and Alara have enough control over the coven, they need to be brought down from that pedestal.”

I roll my eyes and laugh. “Luke, don’t lie to me. You may be the Devil, but don’t ever lie to me. I am going to be your wife.” Crossing my arms, I look over at the TV. It shuts off and Luke moves so he’s in my way.

“You’re mad at me and I know why, but you have to understand, Silver, that this is the way things are done. Inviting the men who you love wasn’t malicious. Do I want them to see that I got the girl in the end? Yes, but making the wedding mandatory is a power move. It’s not only them that have to attend.”

Closing my eyes, I fight not to see their faces. Wellson, Donovan, even Jax… That reminds me.