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Immobile. “Sounds like you couldn’t find an easy female, so you had to buy one,” she giggled. Gods, her laughter was sweet music to my ears. “That’s kind of pathetic. Don’t you think?” She reached up on her tip-e-toes and bit my bottom lip. She tugged. One of her fangs sliced through my lips. The pain was brief and heavenly. “Woman,” I growled at her. “Ansley the Devourer of Souls.” Her lips curled into a devious smile, and utter wickedness washed over her delicate features.

We get back to the club house as Legion goes straight to the door to unlock it to see that both girls were sitting on the bed. “Angel, we’re going to need to talk to you on what just happened and I’m hoping that you can explain it further to us on how you got involved with the Burning Devils MC.” “No, I don’t want to talk about them.” I wasn’t that shock she didn’t want to explain herself. If she were innocent, I would think she would jump to explaining things, but no she stays silent. “Well, are you then wanting to return to the Burning Devils?” “No, please don’t make me go back to them.”

His grotesque appearance vanished and went back to his normal form. "You're a demon!" Bagwis roared. What stands before him wasn't the being he expected it to be. When the spirit dwells in a human body, it still perform actions the way a human does, only with unimaginable strength and intelligence. The being he's facing seemed to be fully embodying the human puissance and inflicting it with more than it could bear. It wasn't a mere malignant entity anymore, it was a demon, he thought.