Chapter Twenty-Four: Famine's Assistance

Famine slowly stood back to his full height and readjusted his tie. The skin on his cheek bore the vivid imprint of Holly's anger. Those steel-blue eyes of his studied Holly in more depth now. "Brother, your chosen one has caught my interest. That is the first time a mortal has ever dared to strike me."

Dagon smoothly stepped in front of him. "You are not touching her. I don't care if you withdraw your support. I won't let you hurt her in retaliation."

"Retaliation?" Famine shook his head with the smallest of movements. "No, do not misunderstand me. She has merely woken an interest. I will not hurt her though you might want to raise your guard a bit more."

Eros all but growled. "She's obviously not interested in you, Famine. Just get out of here."

The mildly amused eyes that had warmed on Holly turned to pure steel as his lip flared at the sight of Eros. "And now your pet yaps at me and bares its comically small fangs. Tell me, Lust, just what do you plan