Chapter Seventy-Five
A poison-like scent blooming beneath the burning smell, mixing with some sweet that made him want to gag. Eli was sitting in front of her with a woman in his lap and Abby was behind him. He felt something inside him relax at seeing the two of them.
The demoness’s red eyes moved to him before going back to his mate. “If she dies, she dies.”
Drake wasn’t prepared for what he heard next. “What if I trade myself for her baby?” Abby asked, her voice soft and Drake stopped dead in his tracks. He had only just gotten his mate. He couldn’t lose her.
“I might be willing to do that trade. My Samael would probably try to save you and I could take him home.” She grinned with a devious smile, her tongue moving over her full lower lip. “He could watch you die and then I could f*
