Biast didn’t leave my mind all day. I sulked around the castle, waiting for Eros to come home and thinking about what he had said to me… that he had other plans for me. Was that why he hadn’t tried to kill me yet? What were his plans? He had known exactly who I was this whole time, but hadn’t laid a finger on me.
heI pressed my lips together, walked down a set of stairs—deciding not to go to the kitchen and the bar area where Jasmine’s scent lingered—and pushed my office door open. My body relaxed against Dad’s comfy leather chair, and I opened his journal. If I was going to sulk, I was going to have to sulk and be somewhat productive.
Flipping aimlessly through Dad’s journal, I stopped when I reached the prophecy page.
Three demons will rise from the ashes:
Three demons will rise from
