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Maybe it was that easy after all.

Chapter 44

Kyla expected Dylan to be his usual possessive arsehole self when seeing the two demons again. However, much to her surprise, he shook both of their hands and greeted them both with a smile, albeit a tight lipped one.

When Sam pulled up seconds later, she jumped out of her car without even switching it off and launched herself at Kyla, giving her a hug so tight, she all but squeezed all the air from her body.

“I’m so glad you’re ok,” Sam said, finally stepping back. “Do you feel ok?”

Kyla nodded and smiled at her friend. “Better than ever.” She motioned with her head towards the cottage. “Come on, let’s get this sorted.”

Lily and Malcolm had prepared a table full of coffee, tea, biscuits, cakes, and of course a specially made crisp sandwich just for Kyla.

Giving her grandparents a kiss each on the cheek, Kyla took a seat next to her gran, waiting for the others to find their seats around the large table. Sam sat down on Kyla’s left, Balthazar then sitting next to Sam. Azazel took his seat opposite his brother, leaving Dylan to sit opposite Kyla and on the right of Malcolm, who sat opposite his wife.

The empty space between Dylan and Azazel spoke volumes to everyone present. Kyla clicked her fingers to Oscar and pointed at the chair. He jumped up without hesitation, sitting between the two men like some kind of referee. Every few seconds, he would give Azazel the side eye, as if sizing him up.

“Please,” Lily said, gesturing at the display of food. “Help yourselves. We have lots to discuss.”

“That’s your dog?” Sam asked Kyla, staring at the handsome face looking at her from across the table.

Kyla nodded. “Oscar,” she replied, flickering her eyes across to Dylan with a smirk. “He’s my familiar.”

Sam lifted an eyebrow. “Your what?”

Kyla grinned and then recalled her story from the day before when Oscar had appeared to her, along with her gran’s explanation of what familiars are.

“That’s so cool,” Sam said, looking at Oscar again. “He won’t attack me or anything, will he?”

Kyla frowned, confusion swirling through her eyes. “What? No. Why do you ask?”

“Dogs tend to not like werewolves much. Specifically, females who don’t have full access to their powers yet.”

Kyla frowned. “Why? Dogs are descended from wolves. I don’t get it.”

“They’re fine with alphas, or those who are destined to be next in line,” she said, nodding her head towards Dylan. “But females that aren’t quite human but aren’t quite wolf they see as a threat, we’re an unknown quantity.”

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