The Thrall (Seven Sins MC 3)

"That's Dale," Drex explained. "She's a demonslayer."

"A...what?" I snapped, shock like a kick to the gut. "There are people out there who hunt you down?"

"Well, not us specifically. They can't kill us. But other demons like the vamps and shit.Though there are some whispers I've heard about them capturing demons like us to imprison. But, yeah, the world has scales. It likes to make sure the evil side doesn't tip too heavy. So there are demonslayers."

"Minos Claimed a demonslayer," I said, understanding the impossibility of their situation.

"Yeah."

"But... but she seems to hate all of you."

"Yep."

"Then why was she here with Minos?" I asked.

"Best guess? To fuck."

"But why?"

"In their own way, demonslayers aren't entirely human either. They are fast and strong as fuck. My best guess is she can't fuck a human without seriously hurting him. But she can't hurt Minos."

"Not physically," I clarified, feeling my lower lip pout out for him.

"This is a downer of a conversation," Drex said. "And if I recall correctly, we just did an important ceremony. We're supposed to be happy. And fucking. Happily fucking, preferably," he added, smirk devilish.

He was right.

There would be a time for Minos and Dale.

But right now, this was about Drex and me.

And the future we were building—and this was my new favorite word—forever.