Destined mate
“You’re not human, and you’re not a werewolf… what are you?”
“A demon,” Sloth answered, smiling lazily.
“You brought a demon into our home?” Luna Stella snapped, her voice cutting through the room like glass. Her disgusted glare never left me, as if I were to blame for his presence. “Damien really does surround himself with dangerous things.”
The Alpha’s hand pressed lightly against her arm, urging her to sit. “And why are you here?” he asked Sloth evenly.
“I answer to no one but Damien,” Sloth said without interest.