Eighty-One

I smile. "Can I help when we get there?"

"I'm not sure. I remember what happened last time..."

I sit up and straddle his lap once more, so I am facing him as I say,

"Last time you threw me under the bus... You never said anything to me about what I actually had to do and then didn't defend me when they talked and treated me like a servant... The only real-time you showed any reaction was when they asked you to share me around at Malik's annual celebration..."

Zachariah wraps his arms tighter around my waist and growls as his eyes flicker gold,

"I share you with no one, especially like that!"

I put my hand on his cheek, getting him to calm just a little.

"Zachariah! My point is that at no point during the time we were in that office with those other beasts did you let them know what I was to you or why I was in there in the first place... They saw me as the human I was then and treated me as such, which you allowed. You Made me think and feel that no matter what I did, I wouldn't