Possessing His Demon

Braden sat down at the wobbly table in his modest room at the Sundrop Inn and looked at the list he’d made. He’d been in Lord Ettore’s dominion searching for his mate for almost a week, but all he had was a list of places his mate frequented. Every night he’d gone out looking with no success. He took up his quill and marked the places he’d checked at least once with stars. Sighing, he rose and folded the list before shoving it into an inner pocket in his dark blue robes. Faint light from the setting suns cast shadows on the floor in his room. He closed the curtains and then headed for the door. Lord Ettore had asked him to visit tonight, so his search would have to wait.