The Demon's Mate
she asked, her voice dripping with disbelief.
El-Kharis stood abruptly, his chair scraping against the stone floor. "She is under my protection," he snapped. "That is all you need to know."
As he turned to leave, a powerful presence filled the room. The temperature seemed to drop as a woman stepped forward, her aura commanding and fierce. Her long black hair flowed like a river of night, and her eyes gleamed a deep, unsettling red. Every demon in the room stood, bowing their heads in respect. Her skin was pale, almost luminescent, and her presence radiated a cold, unyielding power that sent shivers down their spines.
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