The Pretty Prince and the Beast King
He was a lean, hungry-looking man with eyes like a vulture.
"Kaelor," Voren drawled, leaning back. "I heard you picked up a new pet. I didn't realize you’d started collecting Vaelis trash."
Kaelor’s chest surged. A low, wet growl started in the back of his throat—a sound no human should be able to make. The table groaned as he leaned his weight onto his palms. His eyes were shifting, the irises bleeding into a predatory, molten gold.
"Watch your tongue, Voren," Kaelor hissed. "Or I’ll rip it out and feed it to the strays."
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