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“I am home. So, why don’t you get out of mine? I have work to do!”

She spins around and marches toward the stairs, wearing my shirt and boxers like some kind of infuriating battle flag.

I watch her go.

Every instinct I possess screams at me to stop her.

My tail lashes.

My wings ache to spread.

Possessiveness claws through my chest.

Longing follows right behind it.

But beneath both is something far more dangerous.

Hope.

I walk to the door. It is more than time for me to leave. Energy flows through me, and it’s not good.

Because for one idiotic second, when she looks at me in this kitchen, I imagine her staying.

Here.

In my clothes.

In my town.

In my life.

I crush the thought before it can take root. Belinda Ramos cannot stay in Arrhythmia.

I will get rid of her.

For her own safety.

Even if I have to personally scare her out of town.

My Devil stirs.

Liar.

“Shut up.”

Chapter 5

Belinda

Okay, so after the whole snakes-in-my-shower incident, I figure things can’t possibly get worse.

I’m wrong.

They so can.

First, Clarissa finds bats in my belfry.

“I have a belfry?”