Prologue

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"Laveau?" Damon repeats, hairs on the back of his neck raising in caution and excitement. "Like the voodoo queen?"

"Something like that," Nala whispers, her lips pressing sensual kisses along the sided of his neck. "I'm her daughters, daughter."

"Shouldn't you be older?"

Nala chuckled, the evil in her eye sparking like a rare diamond and Damon wanted to have it. "Shouldn't you?"