The Dark City Chronicles ⁓ Book Two
The stakes have never been higher! The Demon's Scion is a darker sequel to its predecessor. Spicy romance, action, seductive vampires, gutsy werewolves, sprinkles of dark humour, and, as always, the everlasting bo...
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THE RAIN HAS BEGUN AGAIN, lightly tapping on the glass of the window and even the shingles of the roof when he really focuses. The house is chilly, but he's sweating from literally fleeing for his—he wants to say life, but he thinks he'd have lost a lot more if Hannah hadn't come out of that room and waylaid the beast with her feminine wiles.
He pointedly does not focus on the sounds that are taking place in the room at the end of the upstairs hallway, where he lingers, red-faced and dizzy. He's not interested in hearing Kenneth grunt ferally while he ruins poor Hannah's hope of ever walking straight again.
She's a good sister. Reid will need to repay her greatly for her sacrifice.
Normally, Kenneth's mean when he's drinking. He's never touchy or laughy. Reid's suspecting that the man's been possessed by a horny monster that they'll inevitably have to slay to free his trapped soul, or whatever.
He's never felt more molested in his life, and Lucas literally grabbed a handful and didn't let go until he begged.
Near the end, Kenneth was dragging him to the bedroom to 'lock him up' and Reid still doesn't know what that was going to entail because the man kept slipping back to dramatizing his weird version of a conquering king, and Reid was the peasant who was going to be tormented.
That fondling hand was mighty suspicious, and Reid had lots of ideas that weren't going to end well for him once they got to that bedroom.
Then sweet Hannah emerged from her room like an angel sent from heaven after hearing the kerfuffle. If he wasn't so relieved, Reid might feel irritated that he was dropped—literally, he ended up flat on his back with only the carpet runner to cushion his fall—the moment Kenneth caught sight of Hannah in her silky, dancing monkey pyjamas.
But, despite the weirdness, Reid's flushed cheeks tingle with a wide smile, and his stomach hurts from how hard he was laughing. He hasn't heard Kenneth have fun in a long time. Maybe the man should drink more often. Hannah mellowed him out in a way Reid never could.
Reid doesn't know if he likes the change or not. Time will tell.
