Luke's POV
I gazed into her innocent brown eyes, acutely aware that the moment had come for me to reveal the dangers of being involved with me. It gnawed at my insides that her life could be jeopardized simply because I had feelings for her.
What troubled me even more was the realization that my brother posed the greatest threat to her safety.
"Your brother?" she asked, her brow furrowing in confusion.
I nodded solemnly, "Yeah, his name is Azazel."
Her eyes widened in shock, "Azazel?"
I loathed the fact that she had to utter his name, but I confirmed it with a nod, "Yeah, he is not—"
Suddenly, her expression shifted, a spark of recognition igniting. "Luke, the man from the beach! The one who asked me about the demon realm. I think I remember his name now," she said, her voice quicke
