Katy
The moonlight is bright tonight, illuminating the narrow alley as I try to make my way home. But even if I'm not rendered blind, chills are sweeping down my spine.
I'm being followed.
Footsteps echo behind me. Undoubtedly coming from someone who only wears Benson shoes and suits. A sigh leaves my lips. I know without looking who is following me—fun fact: demon mates are clingy.
"I know that you're following me, Sky!" I shout without turning around. "I can feel your eyes burning holes into my back, which is creepy since I'm walking down a dark alley at night!"
There is a grumpy groan from Sky. "I'm not following you, human!"
"Oh, yeah?" I ask. "Then why are you walking behind me?!"
"Because I'm headed in the same direction!" Sky's lame excuse comes from somewhere behind me. "On
