Ace POV
I was parked out the front of Avery and Aamon’s house, it was a cottage style house. She had three houses but this was the main one she lived in with Aamon. From the moment I found out Lucy had been on these pills since she was 12 it had been eating at me, now standing out the front of the witch hybrid’s house I couldn’t bring myself to go knock on her door and ask her.
I didn’t want to be to blame for her depression yet Atticus even grew silent within me, he wholeheartedly believed we were at fault for it too, it was too much of a coincidence that we found out she was our mate when she was 12 and she went on these pills at the same age.
“Do you plan to sit outside and admire the house, or are you casing the joint?” Aamon says misting beside me and sitting in the passenger seat. I jumped the moment I heard his voice, burnt almonds filling my nostrils.
“You know you could have just tapped on my window”
“Hey you are the one out here moping like the little lost pup you are, Avery has made tea, she has been expecting you” Aamon says before disappearing again. I sigh, tossing my door open before shutting it. The front porch light flickers on and the gardens come into view, Avery had a green thumb being a witch I suppose she would but her gardens looked more like a exotic forest as I walked the stone bath to the porch. The door was open already and I walked inside, I could smell burning incense and salt lay across the entryway.
“Don’t break the salt line” She calls out from the kitchen. I step over it carefully walking down the long hallway to the back of the house and passing the dining room and living room.
“Conjured up some bad voodoo the other day, just a precaution till dad gets here to summon it back to hell for me” She says, as I step into her huge kitchen.
“Cookie?” She asks, setting them out on the stove.
It was so weird seeing her baking. She looked like just a normal woman, a housewife. Yet I knew she had the power to end the world if she wanted to. I sit at the island bench on a stool next to Aamon. He suddenly mists before returning with a hot cookie in his hands, Avery smacking him with her tongs.
“You impatient devil spawn” She snaps at him and he smiles at her biting into the cookie. She raises an eyebrow at him, her eyes sparkling back at him before she turns to me.
“You are here about Lucy's pills and about the teacher” She says, grabbing some cups and making tea, she puts some cookies on a plate before setting them down in front of Aamon and I. He instantly grabs one.
“Share Aamon” She warns and I smirk at the demon being scolded by her, he was putty in her hands. It was clear who wore the pants in their relationship. Yet it was known he was her antidote for her craziness, he had a calming effect on her.
My father told me when he first met Avery, she was crazed with power, absorbing everything and everything she could touch until her father the prince of hell and a gate keeper Asemodeous told her she punished Aamon enough and brought him back to try to subdue her, it worked and without him.
Avalon City may have ceased to exist.
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