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“What’s wrong?” I asked as soon as I stepped out to see him slightly slumped in on himself like something was weighing him down.

It was odd to see him vulnerable, and it startled me more than anything had at Dark Haven so far. He was my unshakable monster.

“I get it now,” he said. “Why you need them. Normally, I’d have just left you there. I’m not kindhearted, I’m a demon, Harlow. I can’t snuggle you or any of that bullshit.”

“You mean Hiro, and Roman, and Drake?” I asked without hesitation. We didn’t have secrets between us.

At least I didn’t, Monty likely had many.

“Yes,” he agreed. “Hel said you would need them.”

“You are enough for me, but so are they.” I asked, “Also, Hell? Is that where you’re from?” I knew the answer, Drake had mentioned her. But again, I needed that confirmation from him.

“Hel, as in the ruler of Helheim,” he corrected me. “She’s our creator, our queen. The one I answer to.”

Monty didn’t seem the type to answer to anyone, and it had me wondering just who this Hel was and how scary she might be.

I already knew, even before I asked.

The flashes, Drake’s words, it was all falling into place.

“So, not only did I stumble into Dark Haven and demons, but a mythological place as well,” I deadpanned. “That tracks.”

“It’s not a myth, it’s reality. At least another reality, my reality,” he said. “I have to go. You should go find Hiro. He’s softer than any of us.”

“Why?” The suggestion was completely out of left field.

“Aftercare. I hear you humans need it, and that’s not something I can provide.”

With that, he left me again, standing dumbfounded as I processed everything that had happened today.

Why did it feel like every day at Dark Haven was one giant mindfuck after another?

And it was only the beginning.

Harlow

Thursday Evening

Third Floor Showers

“Layne, I don’t need to see you naked, close the fucking curtain,” Nurse Drew called out.

“You’re here because we have razors, I assumed you needed to see what we’re doing,” Layne said. From the protests coming from Nurse Drew next I assumed she got a full view of Layne shaving herself, leg hiked up and all.

Her goblin energy was my favorite when it wasn’t aimed at me.

“No, the curtains are high enough I’ll see if you decide to hurt yourself,” Nurse Drew bit out. “Harlow doesn’t want to see your ass anyway.”

“But I do,” I joked and regretted it immediately since Layne threw open the curtain and posed for me before shaking her wet, bare ass.

“It is a nice ass.” Layne laughed as she went back to shaving. “And it wouldn’t take me so long if you’d let me shave last week.”

“You wouldn’t have used it properly last week,” Nurse Drew said in a far kinder voice than I’d heard so far.

That had Layne shutting up for a solid five minutes.

“Done,” I called out, putting the razor and shaving cream on the floor outside of the shower for her to grab. Layne followed suit a few minutes later before Nurse Drew finally left.

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