Chapter 618: Grown Up Sister

I gaped at Meira for a minute, her demon form taking me by surprise. Not that I didn't grow up with her red-tinted skin, thick, black nails and cute little horns peeking out of her hair, but it had been a while and she was so...

Mature.

Being on Demonicon aged her, took her lovely, sweet features and rounded them up at least a decade, if not more. She looked as old as me, though there were eight years between us. I took her offered hand, a little surprised to see my own was still human.

The dark creature at my side growled again and it was only when I looked down and met its eyes I realized "it" was a "her". Charlotte somehow crossed with me this time, her wolf form turning into an oddly reptilian and altogether vile looking, black-skinned critter with fangs like dagger blades and three jointed back legs giving her an odd squat.

I reached out and touched the top of her knobby head, rough like sandpaper as her giant eyes sparked her fury. "Sorry about this," I said. "No idea how she