Demons made great neighbors. I’d know, I had one…
Pythor might’ve started off teaching me how to defend myself, but he soon became my friend, and the only man I felt safe around.
The more time we spent together, the less I feared leaving the home I’d spent the last few months hiding in, especially when I knew he was just across the street.
With him and a sweet demonhound named Hella watching over me, I felt safe for the first time in almost a year.
Finding out he was my mate threw me for a loop, but it couldn’t stop me from wanting him in my life. And when the past came calling back, I knew my demon would protect me.
