:Chapter 39:

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:Isabella:

I was walking outside after Kadan gave me no doubt valuable information. If I was correct Whitney was attacked around the time Derik and Maryse were attacked. Might be a coincidence but I didn't believe that it was at all. Not at all.

'They think she tripped and fell.' 'I don't believe that one bit. From my experience I know to expect the worst. If you expect the least you get the most.' Satan nodded understand where I was getting at. Popping open the trunk I grabbed my pistols and holsters prepared for the stupid hybrid.

One Thanksgiving a Shtriga attacked Alex in his bedroom. Alex hadn't been feeling well and the Shtriga took advantage and tried to drain him of his energy. I walked in and you know charged it out a window despite being broken from Gavial who broke a few bones but you know glory is such a tempting thing.

After reloading the gun the gun I turned around and nearly jumped out of my skin at who was standing being me. Nearly game me a heart attack and I was only 17 too young for heart attacks not to mention who it was.

Paris.

Vilhry's daughter. One of the hellhounds I knew.  "Hey Isabella." Paris said with a grin her light red hair shining in the moonlight. "Paris. Haven't seen you in awhile." I told her. "Been busy. I know it's been almost a year now. Been handling business with an old partner of mine." Paris said with a smirk.

Oh that type of business. Just seemed to be the season of love. "Well nice of you to drop by." I told her. "I heard you got attacked." Paris said motioning to my bruised throat. "Yeah some crazy church worshipper saying I was a sin in the eyes of God." I told her.

Paris laughed. "Churches are just so hilarious worshipping the wrong person. Everyone worships the wrong person." Paris said her expression going serious. "I know they should worship me. The Isabeligion." I said with a big grin on my face. Paris raised an eyebrow.

"What's that?" Paris asked sticking her hands in her blue designer jeans with some red on the knees. Probably the latest style. "It's my own religion meant for them to worship the almighty Isabella. AKA me." I said with a grin. "Wrong." Paris said. "What?" I asked. Paris smiled something similar to the one Judas gave Jesus before betraying him no doubt.

"People should worship The First. He promises to restore order to civilization and not let everyone run a mock like idiots the way Satan does. To show heaven we are the strong ones. Even if he has to hurt you to make Satan understand."

I looked at Paris in shock when it all clicked in. Vilhry had sex with a werewolf and I remember Danielle saying that Whitney was raped by some sort of demon. A pregnancy which created Paris the first hybrid. Paris smirked. "Figured it out?" Paris asked.

'Satan she's the fucking hybrid!' Paris pulled out a block. "Something I created to block your power. It was so easy to turn Layla and Kayla against you. Kayla with the promise of Dalton and Layla with the promise of power. You thought they betrayed you. Oh sweetie it was me. I made sure they hated you. Despised you. You never even thought it was me."

I listened to her prepared to attack. But I wanted reason on why she betrayed me. "Why?" I demanded. "Vilhry my daddy he saw something in you a better world or some shit like that. I hated him. I hated my mother too. Abandoned me as I was an unwanted pup. While Kadan got all the love. I fended for myself! You do even know what it's like." Paris said angrily. I wasn't gonna try to reason with her she was just too far gone.

"Then he came along and I helped him. Got close yet not too close. Not enough for you to expect me. After all you never expected it. Idiot you were. So naïve to the world! The world is a bitch and it bites hard! Daddy learned the hard way when I don't get attention. I attacked Derik and pesky Maryse attacked me. But you came in before I could finish them." Paris said in a deranged way. She smiled. "Then I attacked dear old mommy dearest. But I couldn't kill her. Her mate walked in. So I left. Should of just killed them and the baby." Paris said.

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