“You never suspected, did you? Nobody ever does. Poor, poor Harper’s not sure she likes the reality of what I am.” Harper narrowed her eyes at the deliberate bite to his words. He was taunting her, meant to scare her. He was pushing to see if she’d run. Her demon didn’t like it any more than Harper did. “Ignorance is quite often bliss, isn’t it?” He cocked his head. “Your heartbeat sounds something like a rabid racehorse.” Well forgive her if she was just a little spooked to find out her mate was part of the fabric of hell.
