“I’ll murder that fake-faced witch,” he snarled, his fangs on show as he held onto his books even tighter and I was pretty sure he was making that promise to them. Dude would definitely kill in revenge for those books. “I got this for you though,” Darius said, taking a large wooden chest from his bag and handing it over, making Orion grin again. “All my equipment?” he asked excitedly and Darius nodded.
My soukmate
