Chapter 181: The Ten Circles.
The training hall inside Creed’s apartment still hummed faintly with the lingering power of the summoning circle.
Light traces of multi colored mist coiled along the edges of the rune-etched floor, flickering like the last breath of a storm.
The air was warm, silent, reverent—like the inside of a temple that had just received its miracle.
Creed stood a few feet away from the girl who now stood beside the fading portal.
No... Not a girl. A succubus.
Meredith.
Petite and nearly too perfect to be real, she stood barefoot on the cold marble tiles, her toes curled inward shyly, her long lashes fluttering every few seconds as she peeked up at him.
Her body, dainty as it was, radiated a quiet kind of temptation; like sugar laced with poison.
She fidgeted without even realizing it, rubbing her thighs together now and then, each motion causing her midnight-black dress to ride slightly up her legs.
When her hunger swelled, she’d glance up at him with those watery, shimmering blue eyes and an expression so delicate and needy that it was nearly unbearable.
And Creed noticed all of it.