Chapter 1011
“I love you, Jesse,” Midnight whispers, watching him, her little mouth trembling, her entire body feeling weak.

“I love you too, Mids,” he replies. “Always.”

She nods once. And then disappears.

Midnight fights hard against her emotions as she flits through the castle, moving back and forth between the Land of Darkness and the halls, using her shadows to disguise her progress. She barely concentrates on the push and the pull of the magic, so instinctual is it to her. Instead, her emotions are almost fully drawn to her sweet wolf, who howls so miserably in her soul.

“I know, pup,” Midnight says aloud, sniffing hard. “We’ll go lay down soon. Just… one more thing.”

She appears outside the door she’s looking for, low and deep in the castle, and then takes one last breath, flitting to Darkness and then stepping forward so she can appear in the seamstress’s room.

Daphne shrieks when the demon appears. She skitters back and falls out of the little chair in front of the sewing table.