Chapter 142. Havoc Help

"Because it matters! Everything happens for a reason! That is how fate.. Or Destiny! Whatever, it's how that shit works. You think I want your daughter for my ends? No. She is meant to be my mate, like I am meant to be hers. Now ask yourself why! Why would a demon like me be a fit consort for her?"

"You wouldn't!" Lottie barked instinctively, her voice tinged with sadness, but the unmistakable edge of defeat wasn't lost on anyone. My lips pulled into a frown, hating seeing her so hurt.

"I am not arguing with you. I am telling you simple facts. It's up to you if you believe me or not!" He laughed with a lazy shrug that infuriated me. "But what you need to believe is that I am the only one who can help you out of this sticky situation- of your own making, I may add."

"Our own making?" Lottie seethed as she crouched in front of Chase. "We never asked for this!" She counted her hand pressing Chase's cheek with affection that I knew made her uncomfor