Chapter Seventeen
“Hello, Lilith,” the man with the handsome face said, a pleasant smile on his lips. “I’d welcome you, but you’ve been here before. You should make yourself at home.”
“You took me too early you know,” she pouted, trying to hide the real pain that racked her body.
“Oh no,” he smiled. “I distinctly remember you asking for time to kill the Duscene twins. You had them in your clutches and lost them still, which I might add, I’ve watched you do countless times now. Had you sacrificed them the first time, I might have made an exception, but twice you let them slip from your grasp. I’m afraid I can’t grant you a third try.”
“You don’t understand,” Lilith wheezed as the pain began to override her ability to talk. “They stole them from me. All I need is one night. I won’t take
