The officiant clears his throat again and looks at me.
“Right. Okay. There…um…no vows are more meaningful than those shared by two people who love each other very much and promise to do so for?—”
“Oh, for crying out loud. Get on with the ‘I do’ already,” Yu-jin interrupts once more, and I glare at him.
What is he doing?
This can’t be an eldritch influence. Even when they merely possess him and take over his voice, they never make him act like this, despite their primal moral compass.
What is going on?
“Do…do you, Yu-jin, take Lucian to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health?—”
“I do,” he says and looks at me with big manic eyes and a wide smile.
“Oh…okay. Do you, Lucian, take Yu-jin to be your lawfully wedded husband in?—”
“He does too. Come on. Can we kiss now?”
The officiant lets out a loud sigh and stares at Yu-jin.
“Are we being chased? What’s the rush? I have to do things right.”
Yu-jin rolls his eyes. “Come on, padre. So many words. We just need the ceremony to be done, not a whole speech about love?—”
The officiant shakes his head.
“No. I’m sorry. I can’t perform under these conditions. This isn’t normal.”
“Perform? Bloody hell, padre. No one asked you to fuck us.”
I glare at him now.
What is wrong with him? Why is he acting so strange? What is up with him?
“You are a crude, disrespectful, young?—”
He never finishes he sentence.
Instead, Yu-jin snaps. He grabs him by the chest and balls and throws him across the altar, where he lands on his head with a crack.
There’s no question he could’ve possibly survived that kind of fall.
“Fucking hell. When did the help get so chatty?” Yu-jin says with an air of nonchalance as his hair grows longer and his features change to those of…
“Lilith!”
Fuck.
I should have known it was her. Why didn’t I recognize her sooner? I know her magic signature like the back of my hand.
“Hello, dear husband. You like my new trick? I picked it up since the last time our paths crossed.”
I don’t know how a demoness, or any creature for that matter, picks up a new power, but I do know that I can’t let her walk around wreaking havoc as anyone else but her.
If she can shapeshift, who knows how long she’s been around us, in our lives, without us noticing. Without me noticing.
“Husband?” Jace mutters, and Lilith turns her attention to him.
