The Destiny of the Half-Bloods

Chapter 6

DAMEON:

I couldn’t sleep last night, the thoughts of Seraphina and my doomed heart plagued me. I don’t understand how a mortal girl can affect me so much in just a few minutes.

Tomorrow is the day my fate is set in motion, so I have to put her out of my mind and make the most of my last day of freedom.

I shrug on my leather jacket and shake my head, maybe hoping to dislodge any thoughts of that sad siren.

I open the door to my room, and when I look up she is standing in front of me. Her hand is raised in the air, poised for an interrupted knock. I blink several times, not believing the vision in front of me.

“Why did you leave without saying anything?” She says quietly. She isn’t even wearing a jacket, and is shaking like a leaf as if she might fall to pieces. It’s all I can do not to scoop her up in my arms and never let her go. My throat tightens.

“Frost.” Is the only word that my lips can form.

“Ah,” she nods. “He is pretty terrifying.”

I can’t stifle the laugh that explodes from my mouth. She just stares blankly at me with those solemn eyes.

“Okay,” she murmurs. “I just needed to know. I’ll go then.” Her shoulders slump as she turns away from me.

I realize that she thinks I’m laughing at her, and the thought of her pain crushes me. Even worse is the thought of her absence. Before I can stop myself, I grab her hand and pull her close to me. The sensation of her presence in my arms is pure ecstasy. I feel human again.

She’s looking up at me, and I place my hand in the mass of curls that frame her angelic face. My thumb strokes her cheek. Again the negative space between us vibrates with magnetic energy, and we are powerless to resist closing the gap. I hold her face in my hands and lean down until my lips are nearly touching hers.

Can I do this? Can I give myself a day of pure happiness knowing that it will leave her with untold pain?

The lusty demon inside of me is too strong to resist, and I hungrily devour Seraphina’s soft lips with an urgency I’ve never felt before. Her hands clutch my shirt as if she is afraid I will vanish. Her fear makes me hold her even tighter, caressing every inch of her tiny frame. She trembles under my touch, and my knees grow weak. I slam the door behind us and press her against the wall for support. I have to get closer to her. I need her.

I feel my inner demon rearing its ugly head, urging me to take her innocence, regardless of the consequences. I want to, so badly.

I need a breath. I pull away from our heated embrace to gasp for air, looking down upon her perfect face as we both pant heavily.

And then she smiles.

I’m undone. Her smile awakens something within me that I wasn’t even aware of. My soul? Can a cambeon have a soul? The demon inside of me is thrashing about like a ravenous lion, but he’s no match for this feeling.

Seraphina runs her hand up my arm and to my face. She tucks a wayward strand of hair behind my ear. “You’re beautiful,” she says.

“Beautiful?” I say incredulously. I’ve been called a lot of things, but beautiful isn’t one of them. Then I remember that she is referring to the body I’ve chosen to use, not me. She could never be attracted to a demon.

“Yes,” she replies. “You saw me, really saw me. You listened without judgement, and just let me express myself. That’s beautiful.”

Again, I’m left stupefied by this girl. I have no time to reinforce my defenses before she grabs my shoulders and pulls me to her heavenly lips again.

This kiss is even more passionate than the last, and I feel myself losing control. The hellfire within me is taking over. I want to ravage this girl and use her body in every way imaginable. I tug her shirt up and roughly grab her breast as I press her into the wall. She stiffens under my touch, but I can’t stop myself. I grind my body against hers, pressing my tongue deeper into her mouth and trapping her body beneath mine as she begins to squirm. I ignore her obvious discomfort as I continue my relentless advance.

“Stop!” She whispers in the most heartbreakingly frail voice I’ve ever heard. Instantly I’m snapped back to Earth. When I open my eyes, her smile is gone. For a brief moment I had seen something awaken inside of her, and now I’ve locked it away again. I release her from my grasp and step back.

What have I done?

Before I can say a word, she is gone- slipped through the door almost as if she’s invisible. I’m left alone, sweating and out of breath.

So much for enjoying my last day.