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Jet had heard Rage-Boulder mutter “fucking rock star wannabe” under his breath a few times. Unsure what a ‘rock star’ was, Jet decided it must be a good thing. Rocks were the best.
“What’s the problem? Don’t you find Warlord Tarrick attractive?” Fate-Pebble leaned against a pillar. “He’s the third strongest incubus in the world. Anyone with eyes would find him attractive. But he’s my father’s…uh…I can’t say that yet because you don’t know.”
MATE! Omg i freaking knew it and i'm so excited. I really hope that’s what it is. 🤞🏻
“You know you two are going to get back together again.” Silva folded the letter and shoved it into a pouch on her belt. “No.” “I literally see the future.” “The future can be changed,” Silva said. “Not this much. You’re going to ride that undead dick again and”—Fate-Pebble leaned in—“and you’re going to love it.”
There were a handful of other gargoyles on other corners, but they all slept. Jet envied them in a way. He often wanted to rest again, unmoving, observing without the need to interact. The world was exhausting.
“They didn’t lose their parents, live on their own as a teenager, get turned into a vampire, lose their sire, then get tossed into a war that won’t end until I die…”
“Do you know why I keep him as far away from you as possible?” “Jealousy.” “No, Tarrick. Other lovers have never bothered me. I keep you away because everything I do is to exalt him and everything you do is to exalt yourself.”
Matthew’s love is a gift, and you are unworthy of it. I hope one day he sees that. But…” Devak paused, looking down at Tarrick. “I’m only his servant. It’s not my choice. You’re right: he needs what only you can do to him.”
“Tarrick?” “Yes?” “Call me Sam.”
I hope that means she's seen something change. That now there will be a day where Tarrick is worthy of Matthew.
