Chapter 171: Bet

"Can you remember your first day here?" Sam asked, his hand resting on my knee, a glass of red wine in his other hand.

"How could I forget?" I replied, my eyes on the brutal fight unfolding before us. Two demons, both bleeding and snarling, seemed determined to kill each other. The match was close, and the crowd around them screamed and applauded in wild excitement.

It was deep into the night, but the moonlight, along with the little lights scattered throughout the garden and around the willow tree, provided enough illumination to see everything. My head buzzed with a mix of alcohol and happiness.

"Remember our bet?" Sam asked, giving me a sideways glance.

Of course I remembered. If I won, he’d never drink my blood again. If he won, he’d drink my blood that very night—something that ended up happening after I almost lost my life during the hunt.

"You mean the one where you cheated?" I asked, tearing my eyes away from the bloody spectacle to meet his gaze."A win is a win," he repl