Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Nine

Three days passed, and Daemon was mostly away from home. I didn’t know exactly where he went all the time, but I assumed it was more demon business. No matter how curious I was, I knew he wouldn’t tell me even if I asked

I could finally move around without assistance, so I decided to make the most of my day even if there wasn’t much to keep me busy. I swept my hair into a loose bun before heading to the living room.

I couldn’t believe I had forgotten about Tasha–the human girl who seemed to have an issue with me simply existing. She was seated on one of the couches, and I took the one opposite her.

She looked up at me.

“Sleeping beauty finally awakens from her long slumber. He really must be good if he had made you so sore you couldn’t walk for days.”

My mouth fell open. How did she know?

Then again, she had always been the prying type. I quickly recovered from my initial surprise.

“It is none of your business, Tasha.”

She scoffed. “I can’t quite put my finger on it–I tried to figure out what you are, but I can’t. You’re not like him, but you’re also not like me or the twins. That left me wondering… what exactly are you?”

“Again, not your business.”

me, I will find out. Perhaps he has a liking for you only because he thinks you are different from us all.”

deal with all these. I rose from

too, didn’t you?” she said, and that gave me a pause. The mark on my neck was long gone, and again I was left wondering how the hell she knew about this. “He hadn’t drunk from me since you both left, and something

I said, more a statement than a question. “Well, I’m sorry if he sees you as nothing more than a breathing blood supply. It’s

I was his

she spoke of us like we were nothing

man you wanted dead; you would let him drink from you and make you his whore. You have no right to speak to me about dignity,

Daemon asked, walking towards

course, everything is fine.” Tasha said, but his eyes were not on her

I repeated before turning

me. “I didn’t

said, trying to

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me a gift bag; I hadn’t even seen him carrying

is this?”

in London had been cut off, I thought this might be some kind of compensation. Humans are big on these things, and

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