Page 64 of His Little Devil
We need to discuss Donovan Blake being a cat. I honestly found his little hissy fit this morning to be quite entertaining, and I can’t wait for Luke to find his little presents.
But still, doesn't he understand that once Silver finds out she's going to be really hurt.
Not just upset, but hurt that Luke would do that to her. Look at how she reacted about him inviting her exes to the wedding.
I can hear Luke shuffling off the other side of the bed, groaning.
“I slept like shit. That bed needs to be replaced,” he grunts, and I laugh.
“Why didn’t you just conjure a new one?” I ask as I turn to face him. With a wave of his hand, the curtains are opened and the glorious scene of Mount Nightmare appears. Full of hanging souls, in all their magnificent bloody glory.
“I was too tired to move after leaving Silver. I hope she enjoyed my big bed all to herself, because after today, she will never be sleeping alone again.”
I laugh, and he gives me a look.
“I don’t think your bride got much sleep at all. It seems her new kitten had a bone to pick with her.” I laugh again and he groans, rubbing his eyes.
“I didn’t really think that one through well, did I?” Luke says with a yawn, and I shake my head then shrug.
“Too late now. She won’t let ‘Luke’ out of her sight. Even when he was clawing the drapes and knocking things off the shelves, she thought he was adorable… But, I have to know, why Donovan?”
Moving over to the bathroom, he turns the light on, then blinks a few times at the brightness. I follow him, ignoring as he strips and turns the shower on.
“Honestly, it’s because his father pissed me off, and he was ignoring the wedding invitations, but maybe Arrow would have been a better choice.”
“Or maybe you could have just gotten her a normal cat from a pet store… I mean, it’s just a crazy, out of the box thought, but it would have been equally as effective.”
Luke snorts, and I turn to leave him to his thoughts and shower. I can smell Silver all over him, and my dick perks up.
Soon, I will have her.
I may not be able to fuck her until she's pregnant with Luke's heir, but there are many ways to show her pleasure, and I can't fucking wait.
The way my body craves her is unlike anything I have experienced before. I still think she may be my mate, but time will tell.
I've waited centuries. What's a few more months?
I'm running latebecause Luke's asshole assistant threw one of the largest tantrums I have ever witnessed by a grown man… Well, demon.
I didn't even get to kiss Silver goodbye and wish her well. I was hoping to be at the wedding, but I understand why Luke chose me for this job.
I'm the only one he trusts to keep him and our queen safe. If only I could get this asshole to quit whining.
“This is fucking ridiculous!” Thimon shouts, as I grab his hand and pull him through the portal. He’s steaming right now because he’s not invited to the wedding, and must stay at the Academy guarding the portal with me.
“I should have been his best man!”
That almost makes me laugh. If anyone was meant to stand beside Luke on his wedding day it would be me.
I have been his best friend and confidant for years.
We bonded out on the streets of Salem. He was an orphan and I was escaping a bad home situation.
My father wanted to sell me to a powerful warlock so that he could have rich grain and fatty pigs.
He didn't need another mouth to feed and back then I was a scrawny thing.
When I ran away from home I bumped into Luke.