Strong hands move me aside as Kaison walks into our kitchenette/living room, observing the scene closer. Then without a care in the world, he gets between the two battling enemies, reaches into the cabinet, and gingerly pulls out the demon cat from our cupboard. Snow’s mouth drops open with the disbelief I feel. In seconds, the fucking Satan cat is purring in Kaison’s arms. “What in the fae fucks is happening right now?” Snow asks in equal parts awe and disgust. Kaison rubs the cat’s ears and the purr double times. “What can I say? Pussies love me.” Then he throws us that cheeky grin of his.
