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She opened her eyes once more, her curiosity overriding the exhaustion that was fighting to draw her eyes closed. When those pink orbs took in the sunrise of crimson red, they grew wider as if to witness everything else transpiring in real-time:the burning chaos, the booming sirens echoing against the tall buildings of our city, the cries and screams for aid all over, and the ultimate view of destruction. The city each of us had come to settle into was now in flames, and the lake that was once below was completely empty.
It revealed all the chaos and destruction that this busy city fought to hide.
There were bodies, a few mere hours old from those who committed suicide at the strike of Christmas Day as well as those bodies that had never been retrieved that were bone and decomposed clothing.
Junk, lost valuables, and sunken variations of structures were laid on the desolate grounds that were tainted in black, but that was just the beginning of what would be revealed from the darkness.
All those skeletons our enemies are trying to hide from the world are about to fall from their closets.
“He’ll be back,” Loki assured her. He sounded so confident, not at all frightened by the sight of scorching destruction. “This is the Eve of Forbidden Consequences, and the Vatican is about to feel the heat all thanks to their actions and what they tried to steal from us.”
Eve of Forbidden Consequences.
Wasn’t that the perfect title for this grand plague of chaos?
The mere mention of the Vatican made my lips dip and reignited the fury I had specifically for them.
They tried to steal our Willow. Our Sweet Flower. Our queen!
How fucking dare they?!
I reeled in my anger because I needed to witness Willow’s reaction. I knew she didn’t have the energy to be triggered to Willa or Will, so this was the opportunity I needed to see her true response to my actions.
I didn’t realize I was holding my breath, yet I couldn’t encourage myself to breathe until she said—or did—something. My eyes were glued to her like a hawk, and the mirror zoomed in just so I could watch her very face in fine detail.
I waited in anticipation for her verdict, and there it was seconds later.
Her lips curled upward.
My hammering heart seemed to stop at the first sight of her approval, and it felt as if my demon were peering with me as we watched her lift her arm to lightly reach the side of Loki’s neck.
He lowered his gaze to her, just so they could stare into one another, and my ears practically twitched to catch her next words.
“I…want…them…to…” She struggled to continue, and could I blame her? Her throat was surely killing her from screaming, but she needed to finish for my own sanity.
Say it, baby. Say those glorious words that I’m so fucking desperate to hear.
If she let me…hear those words of permission, I’d give her exactly what she desired.
This would be one of the many Christmas gifts I’d deliver to her just for coming back to us, and nothing would stop me.
No boundary, no distance, no power can hinder me from bowing to her will and delivering exactly what she yearns for in this very moment.
Burn.
There it is.
That single thought that I was sure she hadn’t even grasped hummed through her mind.
“We’ve been too kind. All of the others are too soft for this tainted world. We need to put them all in their place. Show that we’re far more dangerous in comparison to all of them. They’ll all burn. One by one. It’ll be the blood bath of the decade until the dawn of the new year. Then…we’ll show them how wicked we all can be. Our pack of fucking sinners. A ripened bowl of Forbidden Fruit. Let this eve be the beginning of the madness. Right, Forbidden Queen?”
Her expression couldn’t look more sinister—more wickedly beautiful—than what it was now.
“Yes…my king,” she replied. I knew she was ready for the change this was going to ignite.
We would no longer play nice.
We were too fucking nice.
