บท 114: A Melody for the Scarred Heart

The banshee had never felt so awkward sharing a bed with anyone. Sayuri had tried to seduce him but eventually gave up and went to sleep instead. She breathed softly next to him, her hair loosely braided for comfort. 

Dubhán stared at the ceiling of their temporary apartment. In the next room, Aodhan was laughing loudly, conversing with someone over his phone. Meanwhile, the Pride Naga named Devika slithered across the hallway, bumping into furniture.

He didn't have to say much, yet Sayuri quickly understood she was turning into a succubus. What surprised him was that she didn't mind at all. On the contrary, she even went into family territory.