Calling Chaos (Demon Bound, #3)

by Grae Bryan

Humans, like much of this realm’s creatures, seemed to roam in packs, even the modern-day ones. Chaos had spent quite a bit of time watching them through the portal in the Void, so he knew. So…where was this Cooper’s pack? Why weren’t they taking care of him?

Fuck. If Chaos did stay, it was going to end up being some sort of social anxiety exposure therapy: extreme edition, wasn’t it?

Cooper gestured to the bedroom door with a nervous smile. “Would you like to give me some privacy, maybe?” Chaos settled down on his haunches, stretching his wings out. “No, thank you.” See? Chaos was very polite when he wanted to be.

“I don’t try to manage him.” At Nix’s questioning look, Cooper explained, “If you let Chaos be who he is—if you don’t try to control him—he appreciates it. He pays attention to where the boundaries are. He manages himself.”

“I wanted freedom, and instead I’m tied to you. But I find I don’t mind being grounded, if I’m grounded with you, Cooper.”

“I will be your lover and friend and family and god and anything else you need.”

“I didn’t bite it off,” he told Cooper proudly. Cooper arched his brows, still cupping his hand to his chest. “Was there a risk of that?” “There’s always a risk of that. You have lovely hands.” “Your version of cuteness aggression is alarming.”