{Demon’s P.O.V.}
Months. That’s how long this operation took. Months. There was no sense in griping about it, though, because it was finally done. It wasn’t supposed to take this long to handle our business, but the Queen’s arrogant threat against the Desert Moon Luna, well, let’s just say it complicated matters. We could have taken the child sooner, but that ship had sailed once she made her threat, leaving us no choice but to lay low and bide our time. In the end, our patience was rewarded, and things worked out in my favor. The others were killed, but that was no fault of my own. They’re the ones who barged in and woke the grandparents instead of shimmering as I had suggested. They served as the distractions I needed to grab the boy and go. The girls held no v
