Chapter 8Khaal was…grumpy. How could he have f****d up this day as much as he had? He’d had Azrail in his arms all night. They had a plan to escape, and when he wanted to do the bonding ritual of his kind, Khaal had hurt him.
Time crawled and both Azrail and Dot kept to the other end of the cell, occasionally talking about things he didn’t understand. He hated feeling stupid, but he assumed it was Earth things. They talked about different creatures, using words with no translation.
When it was getting closer to the time when the door would open and they’d be let out into the common area, Khaal got off the mattress. His tail drooped miserably, but he didn’t have the energy to try to make it look any other way. “I’ll go to the storage when they open.” He jerked his chin in the direction of
