Lili
We stand before the threshold to the outside party, we can hear the music and revelry. I take his hand and prepare to greet the masses with my mate by my side. I will never let him go again.
As we step out into the humid night air the scene is jubilant. Demons and witches drinking and toasting and dancing. I sense a relief and ease in the energy of those gathered and realise Sammael’s backing was predominantly from fear. Not all demons and dark witches are craving destruction and c*****e. Many have established lives and connections with the human world that they were not keen to loose and go to war.
I scan the crowd for our friends and can find no trace of Hella and Rufus. My smile widens at the thought of where their evening may have taken them.
I spot Zoe and Ben on the danc
