Page 66 of The Demon's Pet

“Because theywillfind out you’re a demon at some point, and you won’t like how they deal with it.” He pinched the bridge of his nose again. “Don’t you get it? I’m trying to protect you.”

Before I could say something snarky about him caring, he fixed me with a glare.

“Fine, fine,” I said, throwing my hands up. “I’ll ignore the fae warriors and play good little pet. Happy?”

Sam grinned, a dimple flashing by his perfect lips. “Yes.”

He strode back through the stream, over to Os and Griffin, and I couldn’t help hating how everything was always on Sam’s terms.

I might have been free from my other life, but I still had to listen to whatever Sam said, or I might die in this dangerous world.

It was hard to shake the feeling of being an omega when I had to agree to being a pet.

Sam turned back to me. “If you truly can’t resist leaving me for some offer from a warrior, just know that I’ll find you, and that warrior will die a bloody death. That is certain. I need you, and I won’t let you go.”

I swallowed, realizing I was more a prisoner than even I wanted to acknowledge.

But at this point, there was no one who could save me from Sam, even if I needed it.

He was the most powerful of the celestials, a man of secrets and scorn and sadism.

And I was his pet for the foreseeable future, whether I liked it or not.

He wasn’t just warning me for my own safety now. He was threatening me, and it made rage bubble up.

But I suppressed it because the only way I had was forward.

“I hear you loud and clear,” I said, following him as he continued across the stream. The sun beat down on us, making sweat bead on my forehead.

“Ready to leave?” Os called.

“Fae territory,” Griffin said, grinning at me. “I’ve never seen it.”

I sucked in a deep breath, gaining energy from the smiles of my two new friends.

I might be chained to a psychopath, but for the first time in my life, I wasn’t alone in facing what lay ahead.

“Okay,” I said, jogging over to them. “What are we doing there anyway?”

“Killing an abomination,” Sam said, his shadow rising over me as he caught up with the group. His wings shot out on both sides, gleaming black in the sun.

The urge to touch them hadn’t gotten any weaker.

He pinned me with a look, then took off into the sky.

As Griffin shifted into his giant winged lion form and knelt for me to climb onto his back, Os unfurled his wings and waited.

We flew up together into the huge blue sky. Sam started flying forward toward an area of ruins amidst clumps of exotic trees.

The fae barrens.

I wondered what kind of monstrosity could be strong enough for the fae to need help, since I’d heard fae were almost as strong as celestials themselves.

Would Sam actually have to kill this one rather than save it as he had me and Griffin?

My heart pounded as we flew forward, the future racing toward me whether I was ready for it or not.

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