Divine Academy
I asked, thinking of how territorial the men had been around me, acting like a space between us was a crime, well, all but one of them.
"Samael's," Aphelion answered. "He was raised in the underworld and is used to being alone, and he is having a hard time adjusting to the group atmosphere."
"That's not the only thing he needs to adjust to," I quietly grumble.
"Give him a chance, darling," Becket said, taking my hand and pulling me into his lap, causing me to smile as Aphelion grumbled about me being taken from him while Miles stood there looking like he wanted to combust. "He'll come around." Beckett finished.