Chapter 42
His feather’s literally ruffled. If she was looking to get his goat so to speak, she had done it. Mim knew better than anyone that Sar wasn’t one for pampering. “This lair is for my wife! My human wife!” He raised his hand to backhand her. “Whoa, there Sar. I could almost think it is you that’s the bull with that flash temper you’ve got going on. You do realize that you’re going to have to learn to control just how far in you’re going to let things get to you, right? If it were Lucifer standing here instead of me, you’d be losing the fight of your life right now,” her point was to keep talking until he calmed down enough to hear what she had to say and hopefully see what she was doing. “Mim! You need to tell me when you do things like start training!” he was irritated with her. He had ju
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