And yes, I totally wanted to make out with him. But that should be for another day. When we've achieved something phenomenal.
Big Shifters seemed regular now. I didn't want to fight them myself. That's why I deployed Gena in the last fight, under the guise of 'making her learn how to fight'. So she doesn't need protection any more. Logical, right?
It felt off, for me. Letting people stand for themselves while I dealt with my own problems. Ugh. I was turning into an angel. A sacrificial, somewhat good being that humans love.
It's so not a compliment for.
"Someone is running gears," His masculine voice cut my thoughts shorts. He plopped on the cloud couch beside me. I sighed. He gave me a cup of hot chocolate.
"Thanks. It's delicious." I said, drinking everyting in one go. It was piping hot, by the way. For humans. I've had hotter meals and souls while my time in Hell.
