Nora's POV
"You certain you're okay?" James brushes another chunk of demon remnants from my shoulder.
"I'll be fine once I get cleaned up. This month has been a record for having creature guts splattered on me."
James tilts his head with curiosity. "I wasn't aware exploding demon parts were a regular occurrence."
"Energy balls tend to make things messy." I exhale slowly, surveying the carnage around us. The whole thing unfolded in seconds. "So much for our quiet evening."
"You know I never mind a good hunt in the forest."
"Should that be comforting?"
James angles his head thoughtfully, managing to look both dangerous and endearing. "I hoped it would be."
"Strangely, it is. I really expected to come out here and find absolutely nothing. See? I told you that you cursed us."
"Right, because supercharged demons are definitely the result of bad luck."
