Dear Devil
A devil being asked about their place in hell was so new for him that the beast between his legs grew excited to the point, the hunger she ignited within him turned flames.
His lips curled into a slow, amused smirk, his wolf stirring hungrily at her boldness. “So much fire for a dead, good-for-nothing piece of trash for a father,” he murmured, inclining slightly to meet her bloodthirsty gaze. “I might have taken your revenge seriously… if it weren’t coming from daddy’s princess.” His eyes shimmered with predatory playfulness, the shadow of his wolf flaring within them. “I wanted to toy with you a little longer, but your vengeance… doesn’t seem worth my time.”