'Would it be difficult to make the same choice if it were me in Nate's position?' Azlan thought bitterly.
He let out a deep breath before wearing a sweet smile on his lips. "I doubt that Nate would do that. I trust him since Omar does," He claimed.
His words made the darlling more worried than relieved. Nathaniel doubt know the woman who spoke however he appreciated the support that he received.
Standing in the midst of his enemies, he was happy to have found a friend. He had no idea how wrong he was, or aware of the wolf in sheep's clothing right before his eyes.
"Thank you, Miss" he spoke, his voice a whisper. Omar closed his eyes in disbelief. He wondered if Nathaniel would thank the lady if the demon knew that the lady was the devil himself.
