Stella POV
I sat on the couch at Jordan's house, tracing my fingers over his mark. I loved him and wanted to have a happy life with him, but I feared that was impossible.
Jordan was gone for the day, working, and I was thankful for the alone time. My demon mark started burning earlier, which meant only one thing … the demon was calling me to do his bidding.
I closed my eyes as I focused on the power of my mark, and soon enough, a portal opened up in front of me. I had no idea how long I would be or if I would ever return, but I had no choice; I had to go. I stepped in and vanished from the house.
"Looks like you have been up to some exciting things as of late, Stella," Darien, the demon, said as I came through the portal.
"Great new place you have," I said sarcastically as I looked
