I could see the silver lock that kept the black cage closed, but I went over him and inspected it anyway because Malaes was not to be trusted under any circumstances. For some reason he was being compliant with the cage. Maybe because he wanted to be naked in front of the beautiful young woman who I was going to make my acolyte. Maybe he was just curious.
I’m sure part of it was he liked when I took it off him and he changed back to a cat so he could go f**k the neighborhood felines. It made for a more intense encounter, though judging by some of the yowls I’d heard when cats mate, that wasn’t entirely necessary.
“I’m being punished for being a bad boy,” he happily told Aisling. “Want to see how bad a boy I can be?”
“Don’t believe a word he says,” I warned her. “He’s a liar of the first
