Welcome back to The Sin Eater guys, did you know that this book is actually a prequel to a series :) Yep so expect to see more of Shayla in the future also if you liked this story check out my other book called The ToyMakers. I hope you guys enjoy this page and please remember to READ, VOTE and COMMENT it really means a lot to me. XOXO BUTTERBALL

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Shayla winced as Dante slammed the door and I let out a sigh then looked at her. "By the way, what attacked you last night?" I asked her. Shayla frowned then tilted her head to the side.

"Well, it was something really strange. I went to check on Ethan like usual and everything seemed okay, but a few seconds later something broke through my barrier and slammed into me. Of course I tried to fight whatever it was, all I saw was a small woman with glowing skin and wings." Shayla told me then sighed.

"After a few moments the woman disappeared and I was hurting. After that I must have blacked out because I can't remember much of anything." She mumbled.

I frowned. "So you weren't drunk." I mumbled. Shayla rolled her eyes.

"I will have you know that I'm not always drunk when I do something. I'm just reckless, but then again it comes with the job description." She grumbled.

I chuckled at the fact that she was right, being a Guardian Servant usually meant being reckless. A few moments later Dante came out of the bathroom now dressed in different clothes.

He glanced at Shayla and frowned. "Why are you still here?" Dante asked her.

Shayla smiled at him. "I'm just waiting for my clothes to dry then I'm leaving." She told him.

Dante looked her up and down then he looked at me. "Why is she wearing your shirt?" He asked me softly.

Shayla snickered. "Would you prefer I walk around naked? I don't care honestly but I don't think you'll be too happy about me parading around nude, in front of your boyfriend."

Dante narrowed his eyes at her. "Oh I trust him, I just don't trust you."

Shayla lowered one of her fox ears as she smiled. "But you trust me enough to watch your back in a fight? I'm starting to think your priorities are a bit off Dante."

I let out a sigh as I turned to Shayla. "I love Dante and he's smart, but at times really obvlious where it counts so please don't tease him." I said.

Dante glared at me. "Hey, what do you mean by that!?" He snapped.

Shayla chuckled then spoke in her native language which was Old Norse. Her voice thickened considerably as her ascent seeped into her voice. I knew many languages but that dead language, was not one of them so I couldn't understand her.

"What did you say?" Dante asked her. However Shayla just gave him an amused look before she walked into the kitchen.

I looked at Dante. "And you say I have a thick accent." I said as I wrapped my cat tail around my leg.

"Well I guess your accent is a little less thicker than a lot of older demons and half demons." He admitted. I smirked and changed into an orange and white tabby cat.

Dante picked me up and went into the kitchen. Shayla was sitting at the kitchen table eating, I noticed that she had laid some plates out and set places for me and Dante. He sat me down in one of the kitchen chairs however I jumped up onto the table and started eating.

Dante looked at me. "Why do I even bother trying to make you eat like a normal human being?" He mumbled.

I stretched so that my back was at a forty-five degree angle. "I don't know why you try either." I told him.

Dante frowned at my odd posture. "How do you do that?" He muttered.

"I can do because I'm special." I said as I smirked at him.

I heard Shayla snicker and I looked at her to see that she was taking a sip out of a miniature sized bottle of vodka. "Oh yeah Christopher, you're so special when you do that even though I can do it. In fact I know that you know just how flexible I am." She said as she placed the bottle in her cleavage.

I made a choking sound as Dante glared at me. I glanced at Shayla. "Don't you have any modesty?" I hissed at her.

Shayla smirked and her fox ears stood straight up. "No I don't, but then again neither do you."