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I raised an eyebrow. “I could ask you the same question.”
I was aware of the reason, but I didn’t feel the need to reveal that I’d been observing her for some time.
Daiman walked out of the house filled with partying humans. The incubus descended the porch steps, but I brought him to a halt with a raised finger.
Grace’s lips curled into a snarl. I could just imagine what all went through her tiny pea brain.
I had killed her, after all.
I would have held a grudge, too, if I were in her position. But the world was harsh and unfair, and unfortunate events occurred daily. She needed to get over it and move on.
She folded her arms under her breasts, causing them to rise and almost burst out of the tight leather dress I wanted to tear off.
“What did you do to me?” she said.
The sound of laughter broke me out of the spell she’d put me under. I glanced at the group of kids hanging out on the porch, nursing their drinks. Daiman stood in the shadows and watched my interaction with Grace.
I grabbed her arm and dragged her by my side.
“Let go of me!” she snarled as we crossed the street and headed toward the small church. “What are you doing?”
“Taking you somewhere more private.”
“I don’t want to be anywhere near you!”
“The feeling is mutual,” I growled.
I brought her inside the house of God and slammed the door shut behind us. I released her with a shove and smirked when she stumbled backward and thumped against the door of this disgusting place.
“I don’t know how it’s possible that you’re alive,” I said as I kept my back to her and glanced around the dusty room. Individual chairs lined the floor, leaving a small space for the center aisle. A stage dominated the opposite end, with a single step leading onto it. A podium stood at the middle of the stage, and a large stained-glass window stretched from wall to wall behind it. The image in the glass depicted Jesus with a halo over his head and a white robe on his body. Humans kneeled on either side of him, their hands pressed together in prayer.
I had to hold myself back from rolling my eyes at the sheer stupidity of it.
Humans idolized the son of God as if he were God himself.
“Then tell me what’s going on with me!” Grace’s outburst snapped me out of my thoughts, and I turned to face her with narrowed eyes.
“Did you kill him?” I drawled.
“What?”
“The man you fed from.” I slipped my hands into my pants pockets and watched her eyes widen.
She stayed silent, staring at me but probably not seeing me. From what I’d gathered while I watched her the past week, she seemed to doze out, lost in her thoughts and completely unaware of those around her.
I raised an eyebrow. “So you killed him,” I said.
She huffed. “I didn’t. And it wasn’t me.”
“Explain.” I frowned and looked her over as if her body would tell me everything I needed to know. The girl was a mystery, and I wanted to break her apart and look at her insides.
She shook her head and averted her gaze with a huff.
I bared my teeth. “I can finish what I started, little sinner, and you’ll stay dead this time.”
She huffed and glared at me. “I wasn’t in control, okay? I’ve been hungry since I came back to life, and the only thing that fills me up is—” She stopped as I arched an eyebrow, the corner of my lip curling into a smirk.
“Go on,” I drawled. “Tell me what made your hunger go away.”
