Page 78 of His Little Devil

“Thanks for getting me out of there,” he starts, then sighs, rubbing his eyes.

There is a dark blue aura clouding him, and I know that whatever we discuss today is going to be difficult.

One, because I can't tell him where Donovan Blake is even if I do know, and two, I can't raise Wellson from his coma.

Wellson needs to come to terms with his inner demons to break the spell casted upon him. But if my sources are correct, I don't think he will be stuck in slumber for much longer.

“So want to tell me why I've been summoned,” I joke and his lips twitch, but he doesn't laugh.

“The night of the wedding I was a drunken mess, but I had the feeling you wanted to tell me something,” he says, his eyes shadowed and exhausted, but there is an air of hope surrounding him

Dammit, I don't want to hurt anyone today, but I can't. I've been sworn by a blood oath.

Luke was so paranoid that Silver would find out Donovan was her cat, that he did a massive oath to all the servants and me.

Sometimes fear only goes so far. And now that Silver is their queen she has more advantages.

“I know what you want, Arrow and I wish I could help you. Deeply I do, because even though you think everything is lost, you're wrong. The winds are changing, so don't lose hope.”

Arrow scoffs and grabs the deck of cards from the table, shuffling them. He hands them to me and waves his hand.

“You want me to read your fortune?” I ask with a laugh and a hint of excitement floods through my veins. My eyes glow with a touch of my power as I hold the cards in my hands.

“I'm a bit rusty, but I'll give it a whirl.”

Placing the cards on the table he chooses three and I put the rest aside. Flipping the first one, I scowl.

The Seven of Wands. “Well it seems that you have a deep, powerful connection or bond. If I had to guess, this is referring to your friends.”

I don't give him time to reply and flip the other card over.

Oh The Tower. Now things are getting interesting. “There is a big change coming. One of destruction and chaos. Sounds about right,” I mumble and Arrow huffs, but his eyebrows are furrowed in concentration.

“Final card,” he mutters and I sigh, flipping it over.

“The Star. Well that's good news. Seems that after you overcome whatever obstacles you have with your friends there is a hope. A light at the end of that darkened tunnel.”

Standing, he looks around wildly, clenching his fists. “This was a waste of time. You really don't know where Donovan is?” he asks, looking at me one more time with that hope again.

Sighing, I push my chair back and stand. “I don't, Arrow, but like the cards predicted. Don't give up. I have a feeling things are going to change very soon.”

“How was your day?”Luke asks the moment I portal back to Hell. He's sitting in the dark, drinking.

I can smell the alcohol from here.

“Fine. And yours?” I ask, taking a seat in the chair next to him. After Arrow stormed out of Matilda's shop, I stayed in Salem for a few days.

There have been talks of the Hunters sniffing around, but I didn't find much evidence.

“I'm married to the woman the prophecies have promised me. It's been just fantastic,” he grumbles.

Raising an eyebrow, I conjure up a glass and pour myself something to drink.

“You don't sound very happy, Luke,” I comment while taking a sip, enjoying the slight burn of the hundred year scotch.

“It's been a week now of constant sex and potions to help, so why isn't she pregnant yet? I need an heir, Kane!” Luke growls, standing and pacing around his office.

I can't hold back my laughter and I know it will piss him off, but really?