Josiah’s P.O.V

The gentle caress of the sun woke me up to an empty room. I held the blankets up to my chest as I looked around the room. I could sense the smallest sliver of Asmodyus’ presence going from the bedroom and out into the hallway. I got up and made a make-shift outfit out of the pants I was still wearing and one of Asmodyus’ tunics.

I huffed softly, choosing to ignore the fact that Asmodyus’ tunic looked like a dress. I made my way into the hall, ...