Chapter 4Khaal curled his tail around Azrail’s wrist as they stepped out into the corridor, but Azrail grabbed it with his free hand and tried to uncurl it. “Seriously, dude.”
A wave of heat washed over him as Azrail tightened his hold on the tail, and he moaned.
“Eww.” Azrail yanked away. “Did you make a pervy sound?”
Khaal blinked at him and tried to find his voice. What was a pervy sound? Azrail turned to Yilea. “Did he have a stroke or something?”
“Nah, he’ll be fine in a while. It’s hormones. It’ll stabilize, and he’ll be back to his old charming self.”
Khaal peeled back his lips and showed teeth.
“Yeah, looks charming.” Azrail shook his head.
Damn. Khaal cleared his throat. “I’m fine.” It came out deep and growly.
“Oh, it talks.”
Part of Khaal wanted to throttle Azrail, the
