Page 21 of Of Wind and Terror

The pacon immediately jumps into Kassandra’s arms, and she cradles him against her chest like a newborn baby. I swear the fucker places his head against her breast and throws me a smug-ass grin.

Damn pacon.

Tears glimmer in Kass’s eyes as she strokes his tiny head directly between his horns. Runt’s body shakes with contentment, and low, rumbling sounds emit from him that have me seeing red.

I’m going to murder that pacon one of these days. You mark my words.

“Kassandra,” I bite out, wanting her attention back on me. I need it more than I need air to breathe.

Her brilliant-blue eyes latch on to my face, and the unshed tears I saw before fall over. She moves towards me, and this time, there’s no hesitation as I pull her into my arms.

Runt snipes and growls at me, but I ignore the fucker as I move even closer to Kassandra, squishing the damn creature between us.

“Kassandra… Little beast…” I murmur as I inhale her unique, citrus scent.

Emotions I never felt before barrage me from every direction.

Adoration.

Respect.

Love.

It’s the last one that steals the breath from my lungs.

Love.

Do I…love Kassandra?

Does a monster like me even know how to?

“We need to talk,” I say, pulling away once more so I can stare into her eyes. “Are you hurt? Where’s Calan? Why are you here?—?”

She cuts me off by waving her hands in the air.

Slowly, giving me ample time to interpret her hand movements, she signs, “Yes. We need to talk.” She turns towards the tiny female I noted earlier. “Fae, is there a place where we can have privacy?”

Fae?

The female’s name is Fae?

Who the fuck would name their child Fae? It’d be like naming the damn pacon Pacon.

The female’s lips purse, and she narrows her eyes at me. “It’s Fae With a Y, you murderous psycho.”

A growl reverberates through me, and I take an instinctive step towards the bitch?—

When a tiny hand wraps around my wrist, pulling me to a stop.

And Gaia help me, I’m helpless to resist her.

Kassandra shakes her head, and I scowl.

I can’t allow that disrespect to go unpunished. Fae have been killed for less than that. However, if my little beast wishes for me to stay with her, then so be it.

Besides, it’s not as if I did anything wrong. Fae With a Y has no room to judge. I didn’t even murder any of her soldiers. Only maimed them.

Probably.

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