Alpha Queen's Reluctant Mate
At the same time Jamari stands up straighter, giving the Demon a cold glare, and says, “Do you know who I am, Demon?”
Henry’s eyebrow raises in surprise at her words, concentration filling his eyes as he stares at the two of us more closely. “I can’t say that I do.” Henry drawls after a tense few minutes passes.
Jamari’s shoulders stiffen, her angry glare trained on Henry, causing him to shift in place. “I am your Queen, Demon.” Jamari says, causing Henry’s eyebrows to go up so high it almost disappears into his hairline.
Henry stares at Jamari with disbelief written on his face. “I hate to break it to you sweetheart, but you are so not Lucifer’s type.”
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