Wait. What? I looked back, and…yep, Malik had a growling Delano in a headlock. “Is Malik. And the very unfriendly, fluffy ball of fur is Delano,” he continued. My brows shot up. “And you.” He turned narrowed eyes on the Primal. “I’m going to pretend I don’t see your ass here.” Attes folded his arms. “Fine by me.”
