She looked at Rhys Blackwood, thought for a moment, and said, "Rhys, if it's inconvenient for you, you don't have to go."
Rhys Blackwood's brow furrowed slightly, and a flash of displeasure flickered across his stern face.
Even though his true form is a snake, that doesn't mean he can't do this.
Is this ugly female underestimating him?
"No need, I can do it."
He spat coldly and turned to leave first.
Zeke Veridian and Malachi Arcanus exchanged a glance, said nothing, and followed him out.
Corbin Crowley watched the three as they left, a flicker of indecision in his silver eyes.
Luna Sutton observed his conflicted expression and sneered inwardly.
She intentionally didn't mention inviting Corbin Crowley, just to see if the dog of a man would suggest it himself.
Don't you despise me? Don't you turn your nose up at pig offals? Don't you scorn the food I make? Then don't eat.
If you want to eat, come and beg me.
