Freya
“But I’m your disturbing side-kick,” he replies, grinning at me with a mouth full of sharp teeth. For a demon, he looks oddly charming, but I shouldn’t be attracted to a demon, so I roll my eyes and step past him.
“We need to hurry,” I tell him, hoping he doesn’t know how much his presence tingles my senses.
“Want me to lead the way?”
“If you don’t mind…”
His lips twitch. “Afraid of the dark?”
“A little,” I admit. “I probably shouldn’t fear it, considering I’m a werewolf, but I do.”
A teasing gleam enters his eye. “Want to hold my hand?”
“Ugh,” I push past him and hear him chuckle as I walk deeper into the labyrinthine basement.
“I wonder if your teachers know this place exists,” Beelz comments behind me.
“You don’t think the Medusa demon created it?”
“Maybe.”
The sten
