Warning Rated SPG 18+
Looking at Selvo now, it makes sense. As far as demon assassins and stealth operatives went, they didn't come any deadlier than the demon-born hunters—first-generation demons who'd been bred off the same fallen angel or from the demon prince's blood and raised to be merciless killers by the prince's adversary. To keep his scattered army of perfect assassins obedient, Selvo had outfitted each of them with an ultraviolet collar that discouraged defiance or escape. Punishment was instant and final.
"Dimi, I know what you are thinking. I'm Damian's brother, and like that asshole, I came to love the earth and, just like him, I'm waiting for my mate. Someone who could redeem my soulless existence."
"Woah! That is private information I don't want to hear."
"I know, but you are a hunter demon and Liam's friend, so I don't bloody care." Selvo sighed.
"How are you two related?"