"No, not like that," Nick responded with a shake of his head and a deep sigh, one hand carding through his hair. "Remember when I told you I knew what it was like to hear a voice not quite your own in your head? I can hear it again here. My demon side."

Might as well, he thought, get it all out in the open from the start. "My father was a demon, a powerful one, and when he died, those powers transferred to me. They were locked away from me until the second time I died, then they hit me all at once and I had a hard time controlling them, and the...urges they gave me. A need to inspire fear, anger, pain in others because those feelings feed the demon's power."

He went quiet, waiting for her to process what he'd said.