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“He went on about me being a key again, said they weren’t dreams, and I could save the world,” I murmured, shaking my head at the absurdity of it.
I awaited a sharp laugh from Miss Sage at my craziness, but instead she cocked her head at me, deep in thought now that she’d finished dealing with Jack’s burned hand.
“How interesting. I’ll speak with Dezikiel about it when he returns, and about your hellfire. It truly is… unique,” she murmured, something flickering through her eyes, but she covered it before I could catch it.
“I just want to know what’s going on. With the Princes of Hell, these dreams, my hellfire,” I said, unable to keep my body from shaking a little. “My mother…”
This was all becoming too much for me. I needed answers, not vague hints.
“Hey, it’ll be okay,” Jack breathed as he slid off the counter and strode over to wrap me in his arms.
I drew in his familiar scent as I automatically relaxed against his warm chest.
Our sweet night together flickered through my mind, and I smiled softly at the perfect memory.
“We’ll figure it out, I promise,” Creeper said firmly as I looked over at him.
His dark eyes were steeled and his body stiff with resolve.
I knew we’d figure this all out.
I flicked my gaze to Miss Sage, who was leaning on the counter as she pondered on everything.
I had people I trusted now. People who’d help me understand all this and find answers.
I closed my eyes as I relished Jack’s touch as he stroked my hair soothingly.
We’d figure it all out. Everything would be okay.
Because I had my hellhounds.
