Sanaya’s P.O.V

“Yes, she knows, Soph…TinTin.” Martin spoke from the bar. “She’s the Sire’s Scribt.”

Everyone seemed to visibly relax and breathe a sigh of relief.

“What the others meant by the Supernatural club was that we all know that our CEO is the future Incubus King and we are a part of the supernatural world as well.” Martin explained to me as he came to stand beside me and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. “Well…they are at least. You and I are the only humans.”

“Technically, you’re not really human.” Tanya tilted her whiskey glass at Martin before taking a sip.

“Technically, you just scared Sanaya to...