Psycho Beasts (Cruel Shifterverse, #3)

by Jasmine Mas

Xerxes rasped softly, “I want to show you my nest.” My heart skipped a beat. I whispered softly, “Do you lay eggs?” Had I missed the signs all along? Was Xerxes part bird, part kitten? My mind stuttered as I tried to picture it. A broken chuckle burst from his chest. “My omega nest, you idiot.”

“Good girl.” In that moment, I learned something very important about myself: I had a praise kink.

“Well, maybe ‘beautiful’ isn’t the right word. It was profound. Exciting. Exhilarating. As the kids say these days, ‘It was lit.’” I grabbed Xerxes’s hand and squeezed it reassuringly. “Literally no one says that,” Cobra snarled. “I heard Jinx say it,” I snapped back. “She was talking about setting someone on fire. No one else says that.”