Sucking Blood and Devil at Knifepoint

Ale’s POV

His pulse beat against the cold steel of the blade, steady and slow under my white-knuckled grip.

Just minutes earlier, the bedroom had been drowned in pale morning shadows. I had opened my eyes to find the beast dead to the world beside me, breathing evenly in deep sleep. The sight had sparked a desperate fire in my chest. The devil had dropped his guard. The man who tore my world ap