Lena Fairchild has given everything and more for the Shadow World. She's died and sacrificed everything she has in life just to make sure the people she cares for survive. That they will live happily. Why do you think the angels favor her so? It's n...
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LENAS POV
"Thanks to your thirty-three sacrifices. Jonathan will be able to rise again. My son will be able to return home."
Thirty-three mundanes were standing around. They'd been turned, and converted by Lilith and Jace. He was the owl. In and out of my hallucinations I remember him moving in and moving out as more and more people came.
"Why am I here?" I asked.
Screams came from in my head as I closed my eyes. I wasn't hurt. She didn't hurt me. I couldn't feel any demonic presence in me. I thought maybe I would have ended up like Jace in and out of consciousness like that, but I was fine. I was tied to one of the banners so that I could stay in place. No one spoke to me. No one hurt me.
"Jonathan needs you," Lilith said. She came forward with a smile. "We are a family. You and I. Jonathan is my son. You are my daughter. We are one family."
"This is giving major flashbacks from my flashbacks," I rested my head against the wall. There was another buzz from her pocket as she pulled my phone free.
"Who is Alec? He keeps texting you," She turned the phone around in her hand.
"He's my boss." My eyes moved to Ollie as she stepped through the crowd. "Ollie?"
"Our newest member," Lilith smiled as she ran her hand over Ollie's hairline.
"Lynn! Run!"
I ran as fast as my feet could take me. My breathing was hard, but I was running. Jonny had told me to run. Father wasn't happy after Jonathan murdered that little boy. He was always pushing his limits, but that was too far. I ran through the woods coming to the water's edge. It was time to go home. It was time to go home.
I could hear the yelling in the distance. I stood at the edge of the water looking into my own bruised face looking back. I took a deep breath and jumped from the ledge plummeting into the water. When I resurfaced I was on the beach of New York. The tide pushed me closer and closer to the shore. I crawled onto the sand coughing.
"When Jonathan was first given to me," Lilith stood in front of me. The others behind her looked like her mob. "He spoke of you often. He screamed for you. Screamed for his father too."
"What do you mean?"
"When his father sent him to Edom," Lilith said. "My poor son was tortured and burned until he was nothing. I've always looked after him. Trying to help him in whatever way I could." She pressed a hand to her heart.
"Valentine send him to Edom?"
"Yes," Lilith nodded. "Jonathan is one of the greatest gifts ever shown to me. The reason you are here Lena, is for him. He is fond of you."
