Harlee POV
The shouting in the living room/bathroom area made me leap from the bed in a panic. My Demons were generally calm. Shouting never meant anything good. As I slid to a stop in the kitchen, Ash close on my heels, I saw Sam and Sands trying to tug an out of control Zeev off the Prince of Hell.
“I didn't think Zeev had that much power.” I said with awe. Sam's head swiveled around.
“This is what he used to be like in battle Harlee. It's what made him a good soldier. Deadly. It's what's going to get him killed.” Sam growled through gritted teeth.
“Harlee, your knuckles are bleeding.” Ash said softly. I looked down to see the blood softly splattering the floor. I didn't even feel it.
“Better check yours too. You share our Bond now, these things are funny sometimes.” I
