A Demon’s Kiss
Kastriv growls, reaching out to grab my hand as a quiet reassurance that there is no chance has any interest in being set up with this stranger Atari has brought in.
"My apologies," Atari grits out, before finally bothering to address me. "Aspen. You're a Demon."
I straighten. I figure this was coming, since everyone with a hint of Angel-blood seems to be able to sniff it on me or something.
"Oh...yes."
Daisy flinches away a little, whereas all the Noble's stare.
"That's such a shame, isn't it?" Atari look sad, tilting her head to the side, looking over me as if I'm wasted potential. Being around Kastriv made me forget how much most people hate Demon's.