It takes a moment to really believe what I see. I’m standing in the middle of a bouquet of dismembered body parts. As I stare around in confusion at all the carnage, Damien drops to my side, his breath snaking out. “His sister is just a succubus, right?” I ask, definitely smelling some strong, old shifter bloodlines. The scent of those bloodlines makes them undeniably Idun’s crop.
Violetttttttt😌
