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“I know. I didn’t want this burden, but it’s mine to bear.”
There has to be more to it. Heaven wouldn’t have sealed Luke out of Hell if they wanted him back there all along.
“You’re right, Victoria. They kept me out so that you and River would meet. They wanted him to piece together who you are. They hoped he’d take you to the reaper kingdom. When he didn’t, they decided to act.”
My eyes narrow. “Why?”
“They want you to take your proper place on the reaper throne.” His head turns away from me.
“And,” I press, knowing there’s something he doesn’t want to say.
“You know, Victoria. Don’t make me say it.”
River.
They want me beside River.
“Exactly,” he says through clenched teeth.
“What else did you promise them, Luke?”
He shrugs. “That I’d make sure you went to the reaper kingdom to discover your destiny.”
I huff. “I won’t go without you.”
“You don’t have a choice, love. I can’t go with you.”
“We have to go, Satan,” Michael says, coming up behind us.
“Where?” I ask, looking from Michael to Luke.
“Back to Hell. They’re going to help me remove Nolda.”
“I’m coming too.”
His expression changes to a mask of stone. “You aren’t.”
Crossing my arms over my chest, I steel my voice to remain even and hard. “Don’t tell me what to do, Luke.”
He stands to his feet, brushing off his pants, not meeting my eyes. “River is coming here to get you. I have to keep my promise.”
I leap to my feet, getting in front of Luke and forcing him to look at me. “It wasn’t your promise to make. This is my life. My decision.”
“Don’t you want to know your mother? Where you come from?” He searches my face.
“I’ve managed this long without her.” I walk back toward the building, needing to put some space between us.
What I said is nothing more than a giant lie. A very big part of me is desperate to know her. She didn’t abandon me. I was hidden away by Heaven. She was kept from me.
“I know what you’re thinking, Victoria. Go. Meet her. Make your decision.”
I spin around and take two giant strides until I’m close enough to shove at Luke’s chest.
“Get out of my head!”
I’m so damn sick of having to say this.
His face falls, dropping the harsh expression he’s been wearing. “I’m sorry. It’s not always on purpose. I’m so tuned in to you that sometimes, I don’t even realize I’m doing it.”
