to
compose herself. She shook her head a little. “I don’t know who you
mean? Who?”
The young woman watched her a long
time. Her voice was cold. “You killed my father.”
Kara leaned back. “Your father?
But…but…that’s impossible—”
“ My father was Asmodeus.
And you killed him.” Her black eyes glared at Kara.
Kara’s words caught in her throat. She
heard her friends gasp. She remembered Asmodeus enveloped in golden
fire—his dying wails filled her head. She remembered the hatred she
felt for him when she had held David’s dying body in her
arms—killing Asmodeus had been an act of revenge and of release—she
had never regretted it. And she would do it again in a
heartbeat.
“ Who are you, really?”
demanded Kara.
A mischievous smile spread across the
young woman’s lips.
“ I’m Lilith. Your
sister.”
Chapter 7
A Surprised Visit
“ K ara,” said David. “What’s going on? What’s she talking
about?”
Kara shook her head and didn’t answer.
She stared in bewilderment at the girl who called herself her
sister—could it be possible?
“ I don’t have a sister,”
Kara spat. “If I did, I would have known. My mother didn’t have any
other children. You’re lying.”
“ I’m your half sister,
silly,” said Lilith casually. Disdain tinted her delicate features.
“We share the same father, but not the same mother,
dearest.”
Kara watched Lilith in silence.
Asmodeus had tricked her own mother into believing he was some
regular Joe; it was certainly possible he had tricked other mortal
women, too. Kara felt cheated and disgusted. She pulled at her
restraints and felt the sting of the wires. Could this creature be
telling the truth? Could she really be her half sister?
“ Well, I don’t see any
family resemblance,” interrupted David. “Although you did inherit
your father’s bad taste in suits—and you seriously need a tan.”
Ranab slashed his blade into David’s leg. He cried out and fell to
his knees. Then he peered up at Ranab and smiled.
Lilith disregarded the incident and
focused on Kara. “My mother was a sanskrit—a creature part demon
and part mortal. She was such a bore. Sanskrits are so incredibly
dumb and useless. Unfortunately, I had to dispose of her—she was
always getting in the way of my plans—a real nag. She didn’t
understand who I was—always telling me I was crazy. We daughters
rarely get along with our mothers, do we, dear sister?”
“ Maybe your mother was
right,” said David. “She saw that you were a total spaz and tried
to do something about it—” Ranab backhanded David hard across the
face. He went down, but he struggled back up and glared
triumphantly at Ranab.
Kara remained silent. Hatred rose
inside her like a tidal wave. This girl had killed her own mother.
She was definitely a dangerous psychotic.
“ You’re insane. You killed
your own mother. How could you? She gave you life, and you killed
her.”
“ Of course I killed her.
She was so annoying,” continued Lilith, “but I treasured my father. He
taught me everything I know. He showed me how to control my powers
and taught me how to get more. He also told me about you, you know.
I loved my father very much.”
“ Really, how touching!”
hissed Kara.
Lilith pursed her lips. “So, you see,
now you leave me no choice, sister dear. You took someone I loved,
which means that I’ll have to return the favor—”
She rushed forward in a white blur of
lightening speed. Kara heard Jenny cry out before she knew what was
happening.
Kara blinked.
Lilith had grabbed Jenny by the hair,
and with a wicked smile she hauled Jenny away from the
group.
“ No!” Kara ran forward and
fell. Pain shot through her back. Liquid fire burned into her core
as a blade was jammed into her spine. She lifted her face from the
ground.
Jenny fought against Lilith’s hold,
but it was no use. Jenny’s hands were bound, and Lilith was much
more powerful.
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