“Great.” Kirsi rubbed her hands together. “So, when do we go kill the Whisper Coven bitches?” I set my tea down on the tray with a half-smile. “While I do appreciate that you are such a vengeful little thing, they are already dead.” She lifted an eyebrow, and I tilted my head toward Bastian. “Could've at least saved one for me.” She pouted. Bastian dipped his chin. “Noted.”
Is a friendship blooming?!?!?
