Page 84 of Thane's Demon

My heart slammed once against my ribs.Hard.

“No,”I whispered, not even realising I had spoken aloud.

“No, this cannot be…”

Then something colder than ice slid through my skull.

A voice.

Not mine.

Not the demon’s.

Not any creature of Earth.

“Thane…”

The voice dragged through my mind like claws scraping stone, ancient, powerful, and dripping with slow amusement. My demon recoiled violently, pressing back into my rib cage, bristling with hatred.

‘Not him.

Not the Fallen One.

Not the Devil King.’

The Seal pulsed in my palm, and the temperature in the cabin dropped sharply.

“I see you have finally brought me what is mine.”

The demon snarled, its voice a low roar inside me.

‘She is ours.

Not yours.

We will kill you.’

The laughter that followed sent black sparks dancing at the edge of my vision.

“How foolish that you believe that. How tragically naive. Did you truly think the Seal wanted you? That you were the chosen one written into the stone? That your power was what it called to?”The voice mocked, making me grit my teeth so hard they would have shattered had I been mortal. The jade cracked in my grip, thin spiderweb lines glowing like veins of fire before it healed itself.

My voice came out low, cold, and deadly.

“Get out of my head!”

“I cannot. You invited me in the moment you awakened the Seal. And you misunderstand your role, little demon. This has never been about you. It has never been about your strength, your bloodline, or even your father’s famed legacy.”The light shifted suddenly, pooling around Alora in a radiant halo that made my heart seize.

“But it is about her.”

Everything inside me went still.

Silent.

Frozen.

“She is the light that the Seal recognizes. The spark of Heaven buried in mortal skin. My Electus. My destined queen… And I will claim her!”

My demon howled.