His Sin
she asks sardonically.
I swallow. "I'm Amolet."
"Before you say anything else, most generous and kind sister, she has an uncanny ability to strangle Immortals, so I wouldn't risk getting on her bad side. Trust me,” Sinful adds, to which I narrow my eyes on him, although am silently glad he’s informed Ira of that, a frown gathering between the girl’s brows.
"Interesting," she muses. "I assume Sinful has fallen victim to this power of yours due to his mouth."
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