Page 80 of Demon Hunger

“Moro mou.” He deposited a kiss on the top of my head, and I felt his love wash over me.

His curse was gone, and so was the threat of an end to our world. This entire time, there had been a loophole to the near-impossible task of redeeming seven “sinful” individuals. Yes, the world would’ve been saved if all the subjects had been redeemed, but that wasn’t the only way to give humanity another chance.

In his wisdom, Lucifer had negotiated another alternative, one that had no expiration date. He had proposed that if a human could love a hideous demon, then humanity would be left alone for the rest of eternity, if eternity was something they could manage when left to their own devices.

It was when Lucifer proposed this second option that Drevan was appointed as the specific demon who should be loved by a specific human: the Redeemer. Of course, they had to make things harder and skewed to their advantage. The celestial assholes.

During the first attempt, Khargon hadn’t loved Drevan, and he hadn’t loved her—no matter how hard he tried, all for the sake of humanity.

But with me, everything had always been different, or so he said.

“I took one look at you that first day in Grand Central Station, and I knew you were the one. I felt the chemistry between us immediately, and you can’t deny you felt it too.”

It was true. I had felt it, and I felt it still as he interlaced his fingers with mine and led me inside the house.

I was only glad for Lucifer’s cunning. It had saved me from beingthe one, and from bringing the heavens down in a fury of fire, whatever that meant.

Drevan’s steps took us upstairs to the room we’d been sharing, and the passion in his eyes left me no doubt about what he had in mind. I felt a thrill slide down my body and hurried forward, pulling him along and making him laugh.

What the future would hold and how we would deal with things as time passed, I didn’t know. All I knew was that I was in love with Drevan Morningstar and we would find a way to be together forever.