Sacred Bonds: Her Mates
He asks, clearly not shutting the fuck up as I try to hear whatever dad joke Kaito Matsumo, the royal fae adviser cooked up this time to use as a pick-up line on my fucking mate.
Kill. Kill. Kill. My demonic side whispers when she giggles, the sweet sound aimed at the green-haired, ear pointed fucker.
"Yes," I clench my jaw and tighten my fists.
"She's gorgeous," Cas hums running his eyes running over her delicious ass.
"Feeling suicidal today, are we?" I grip his shoulder and dig my fingers enough to make him wince. I fight the urge to band my arms around her and pull a damn cloak over her. For the sake of my slipping sanity.
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