Freeing the Beast

I didn't really know what that meant. But Van eased back off the tree, guiding my legs to the ground almost tenderly.

They shook slightly and he caught my bicep reflexively to hold me up.

""You're not acting much like a demon lately." I remarked. Still trying to figure all of this out. And not sure how I felt about any of it.

He gathered my dress and held it open at my feet.

I stepped in and he lifted it over my shoulders and began cinching the laces at my bodice to help me. Knowing I could still be sore from all that had happened to my body in the last few days.

The demon that Vandiel had become was horrifying and awful but he seemed truly remorseful. Desperate to take care of me and to make it up to me.

In his own twisted way.

He gave me a quick look. "Perhaps I don't know any other way."

"And what if you did?" I countered through narrowed eyes. "Would you be willing to learn."

"I don't know..."

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