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“Okay, so what's the curse?”

Clarissa hesitates.

“Apparently, their Devils need a particular mate.”

I stare at her.

“A mate?”

“A promised mate.”

My heart gives one enormous thump.

No. Nope.

We are absolutely not doing this.

Chapter 14

Belinda

“Wow. That’s ridiculous.”

“Belinda, you live in a haunted bed-and-breakfast with vegetarian vampire bats.”

“Those are completely unrelated.”

She gives me a look.

“Continue.”

“The stories say every Leeds Devil has one promised mate. A person capable of balancing him. Calming the Devil. Keeping the darkness from consuming him.”

My stomach drops.

For the first time in years, I am completely fucking present.

Damian hadn't said that.

But last night...

Something had changed in him. I felt it.

Every time we touched, his tension eased.

Even his wings had relaxed.

And my magic—golden sparks.

Magic I haven't been able to properly summon my entire life had answered him as naturally as breathing.

I swallow.

“What happens if they don't find this promised mate?”

Clarissa looks distinctly uncomfortable.

“That's the curse.”