Page 81 of Demon's Mate

Harper nodded. He’d given Ash a description of the witches that had been following him—the ones he’d seen anyway—as well as his father and his advisers and told Ash where he used to live.

Ash said being familiar with Harper’s magic would help him track his coven due to the blood loyalty binding its members. All the Nightingales’ magic would feel similar to Harper’s, at least enough to get Ash started on his tracking. Apparently, Ash had been getting a sense of Harper’s magic ever since he’d unmasked Harper’s suppression.

Ash leaned in and kissed Harper’s forehead. “Text me if you need anything.”

“I will,” Harper promised, but with Ash’s tracking spell cast over him, there wasn’t much to worry about. “I can’t wait to have everything with my coven behind me.”

“Me too.” Ash squeezed Harper’s shoulder and flew off.

Harper headed down the stairs to his apartment.

Too bad he couldn’t tell Ollie about Ash. The whole situation was like a dream, especially now that Ash was out of sight. But Harper wasn’t sure about telling Ollie magic was real, at least not yet. If they became close, like true best friends, then Harper would tell him.

“Hey,” Ollie called from the couch when Harper got inside. “What’s that smile for?”

Harper tried to get his grin under control. “I was with Ash.”

Ollie waggled his eyebrows. “I’m glad that’s working out.”

“Me too.” Harper held back a laugh. Imagine explaining being a demon’s mate to Ollie… “How was your day?”

Ollie dropped his head back on the couch. “Good. Work was busy, and I’m tired. My neck is killing me. I’m going to order in if you want to split something?”

“I can cook dinner,” Harper offered.

Ollie gave him a sweet smile. “You’re the best. I’ll do tomorrow night. Promise.”

Harper wasn’t all that hungry but didn’t mind cooking if Ollie was exhausted from work. It was a good use of the extra energy buzzing around inside him.

They ate and watched a movie afterward. As they finished up, Ollie scowled at his phone.

“Is everything all right?”

“Yeah.” Ollie tossed his phone aside. “Just this guy I was talking to. He asked if I wanted to meet up tonight and was kindof a dick when I said I was busy. Like I owe him my time just because he messaged me a few times.”

“Sorry, that sucks.” Harper hated the guy instantly. “Have you met up with him before?”

“No.” Ollie grabbed a pillow and hugged it to himself, making a face. “I’ve blocked him. At least I didn’t sleep with him.”

“Yeah, someone like that doesn’t deserve you.”

“I hate hookup apps.” Ollie shot a sideways look at Harper. “But at the same time, I don’t want to get zero action while taking a break from relationships, you know?”

“I don’t exactly know from personal experience, but I get what you mean.”

Ollie smiled, brow raising. “You’ve never used a hookup app?”

“No.” Harper cringed, cheeks heating.

Ollie shook his head good-naturedly, like he thought Harper was cute. “Are you happy your one-night stand turned into a thing?”

“Yeah.” Harper didn’t even hesitate. “I really like Ash. We should all hang out sometime so you can meet him properly.”

“Sure.” Ollie grinned, leaning closer to Harper. “So, is he your boyfriend?”

Harper nodded.

“You look so happy right now, it’s ridiculous.” Ollie swatted Harper with a pillow.