“I’m not a war demon!” Iggs bellowed. “And I was trying to pet you! You’re a cat! I like cats!” “Iggs,” Bex said. The warning in her voice cut through the tension like a knife, but while the demon backed down immediately, Boston was having none of it. “I will not be treated like a stupid animal!” he roared, spitting in fury. “I am a familiar of the Blackwood! The product of untold generations of magical pedigree! I am a great and powerful creature! I am not yours to pet!” “Boston!” Adrian yelled, but unlike Bex’s demons, cats were not obedient, and it did no good. Boston just got bigger, his
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