Command of the Wolf
Mischief leaned closer, when Zhen bristled on my shoulder, “ignorant kisser of toads, who imagined that your second Charm
wouldn’t be about the pleasures of sex, when you brought back a half incubus.” Jeremy whined, ducking his head against Mischief’s chest, as if he was
seeking protection against me. Mischief’s eyes widened, and he flushed, as he rested his hand on Jeremy’ head, stroking his hand through his soft hair, just like I craved to.
Why was Mischief looking suddenly so guilty?
“It’s frogs, not toads. And incubus…?” I scrutinized Jeremy’ translucent beauty.
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