A Demon's Kiss ✔️

FORTY FIVE

Word Count: 1671

~Aspen

After a couple of hours, Atari comes down to the cells to taunt us.

The moment she comes into view, I know what I need to do, and I know that I don't feel bad about it. If she kills all Demon's, she's killing herself anyways, so I may as well be the one to do it if it means saving everyone else.

"Have you all accepted your fate?" She questions, amusement tripping off each word. From across the cell, I can practically feel the anger seeping off Keo.

"In my last moments I would rather not be looking at you, Atari," Keo mutters.

She only smiles at him, having no idea about the plan we have concocted. I can tell from Keo's anger that he still suspects that I may not be able to pull this off.

I know I will though, because what other choice do I have?

"We could have fun together, Keo, if you had your priorities straight," she exclaims pitifully, brushing a long piece of hair over her shoulder.

I probably should just let Keo go to kill Atari himself once I get into her head, although I get the feeling that would be more brutal than anything I want to experience.

"My standards could never get low enough," Keo responds in that smooth, molten honey voice that he uses when he is taunting someone with seduction.

Atari glares at him, but I find myself zoning out of their conversation, trying to harness my magic.

It's harder than I thought it would be to get into her head.

She seems to have a strong mind, but soon enough I fight my way into her conciousness, seizing control of her body. When my eyes flutter open, I'm outside of the cell looking in.

I can see my body now slumped against the wall. Keo stares at it, before he drags his gaze to me, looking slightly horrified.

"Don't move. Stay here," I hiss in Atari's voice.

He just nods mutely as I turn away, still trying to wrap his head around the magic I've used.

I make my way upstairs quickly. Guards only give me passing looks, not seeing anything wrong in my appearance. In turn, I don't even acknowledge them, trying not to give anything away.

Striding through the house, I make it to the next set of stairs, ready to scale up and hopefully find Larsen in here. Chances are, he's off somewhere doing who knows what.

The sound of doors opening behind me draws me to a stop.

Just as my luck would have it, Kastriv strides through the front door. Immediately his eyes fall upon me, anger simmering his eyes as he meets me at the bottom of the stairs.

"Kastriv..." I start.

"Atari, we need to talk," he exclaims. I can already tell he's armed to face her, considering that faux confidence that can be easily shattered by the woman who has had full control over his life since he became a Noble.

"We can't-"

"Where is my mate?" He demands. "I know you have her."

For a split second I'm convinced he's going to kill me so Larsen doesn't have to. Either that or he's going to get on his knees and beg who he thinks is Atari to return me back to him.

"It's me, Kastriv," I tell him, reaching for his hands. He pulls them away though, scowling at me.

"What?"

"I'm in Atari's head..." I hiss, glancing back over my shoulder to ensure no guards are listening. I doubt they would suspect anything is out of the ordinary, considering this magic isn't exactly common.