Ezekiel stared at the small woman asleep in his arms, noting how his demon was calm for the first time in more millennia than he cared to remember and he sat down on the couch with her still in his lap. She made him feel at peace in a way he wasn't sure that he ever had before, making him question all of the things he had done to ensure he wouldn't be harmed again. How many people had he hurt in his quest to make sure that he never hurt again? How many mates and families had he torn apart? The questions ate away at him, making him regret everything and he knew that he had to put an end to all of this, but he wasn't the only powerful person involved and that was where things got a little touchy. His demon chose that moment to pipe up and it wasn't something that he was expecting to hear, es
