Triam
“Are you not going to join the others,” Luk said as he came to stand in front of him. Triam didn’t respond as he watched Fallen walk out of the room. He wanted to go after her, but Luk stepped in front of him as if he knew what was planning. Luk looked over his shoulder at his daughter and then at him.
Triam sighed and brought his eyes to him. The demon was trying his patience. He wanted to tell him he was only doing this because he was being courteous to him. Fallen was his mate, no one else’s. He clenched his jaw and looked around as the other hell demons filed out of the room, clearly heading to the celebrations were being held.
“I guess, I must,” he said.
“Yes. If you’re entering the competition, you must participate. No exception,” Luk said, his eyes taking on a hard loo
