God, there was so much more to life! It wasn’t fair! She’d been just a kid. She hadn’t known what choice she was making.
And now she never would.
So why? Why show her what she would never have? Why be so fucking cruel?
“Isobel! Thank God! I finally found you!”
Isobel had never believed any of the bullshit about how people who committed suicide went to hell but everything she was experiencing was making her question her belief.
Why else would Catrina be showing up in her afterlife?
Lightning flashed from all sides. Blood roared in Isobel’s ears. When she focused her energy on Catrina, suddenly she was back in her body and flying toward the bitch.
Actually flying. Her feet barely touched the ground. Her body defied gravity. She was fucking invincible.
And she was going to make Catrina pay. She was a fucking superhero and this bitch was finally going down.
Ding dong, the fucking witch is dead.
Isobel crashed into Catrina with every ounce of momentum she’d gained, immediately taking her to the ground. Her hands wrapped around her stepmother’s throat.
As soon as she did, though, Catrina’s face distorted and her eyes started glowing red. Horns sprouted from her temples on both sides of her head.
“She’s the devil!” Isobel shrieked. “It’s Satan!”
But then suddenly bands of steel whipped out of nowhere. They wrapped around Isobel from behind and from the left and the right and she was ripped away from her target.
“No!” Isobel screamed. “It’s the devil! I have to kill it. It has to die! I have to kill it.”
But the monster that had gotten hold of her wouldn’t let her go. It had so many arms. She fought and clawed but it has so many arms—
“What the hell is going on here? Isobel?”
Isobel looked toward the door and there was Hunter. He was bathed in golden light.
Hunter.
Sent from heaven. The love she could have had. The future that might have been hers. If it hadn’t been stolen by Satan.
She roared and threw off the arms that held her back. Then she barreled forward through all the shields surrounding the devil.
Isobel was already in hell. But she wouldn’t go down without taking Satan with her.
Chapter 25
HUNTER
Hunter had no idea what the hell was going on. He’d hurried back from the farm call as quickly as he could—the cow had milk fever and had just needed a dose of calcium and magnesium. She was up on her feet in no time.
Then to get back here only to find Liam, Reece, and Jeremiah trying to restrain Isobel, who looked so furious she was about to burst a blood vessel. Not to mention the TV crew and gaggle of reporters that had descended on the bar. They were snapping shot after shot of Isobel like fucking paparazzi.
His eyes went back to Isobel. She did not look okay. Her face was red and sweaty and she was snarling that she was going to kill someone. The way she was staring at the woman across the room cowering behind several reporters made it pretty clear who.
Hunter started toward Isobel but all of the sudden, Isobel screeched at the top of her lungs and somehow jerked loose of the guys. She charged at the group of reporters like a raging bull. One of the bastards tried shoving a microphone in her face. “What does it feel like to see your—oh!”
Isobel shoved him violently aside, clearly trying to get to the tall, statuesque woman behind him.
Hunter jumped forward as Isobel screamed something that might have been, Satan!