And he understood what it meant to have no choices left.
Lindsey felt his gaze settle on her again.
She froze, shoulders locking up, a small tremor running through her body as she instinctively turned her eyes away.
His expression, his aura—everything about him made her feel as though she stood on the edge of a blade.
And in truth, she was.
Damien inhaled slowly, his mind working rapidly.
'I can't just send her back now,' he thought. 'If she returns, they'll surely kill her when they hear the truth.'
The demons probably had a way of confirming the mission they sent her on, so if he tried to use her as a spy, there was a high chance she would be caught almost instantly.
That way, he wouldn't gain anything, and would only be letting her walk into her death.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
'And beyond that… she might be useful.'
She had arrived through a portal constructed by other demons—one designed specifically for infiltration.
