Here we go again. With her crazy morals.
“We have to tell him, he has to know” Jace says.
“WHY? So he can freak out?” I say without looking at her, I can already sense her madness in the room no point looking at her.
"SO HE CAN KNOW!” Jace raises her voice this time; she shouldn’t do that not to me.
“Know what? That he is surrounded par demons, who have slight suivant to NO idea WHY?” I say gently, reasoning, but this calmness won’t last it never does, not when Jace is concerned.
We know he is special, I know why and I’m not about to tell these novice demons. They sometimes question...
continue reading...
