Page 24 of The Sea Witch's Son

There’s a threat to Calista’s voice, one that has Ronan baring his teeth. Gus, the blubbering idiot he is, doesn’t seem to notice.

“I don’t like it when they don’t fight back.” His lip juts out in a pout, “There’s no point in fucking a man if he’s not going to challenge me."

“Then fuck a girl.” Calista sucks in a breath, resting a hand on Ronan to soothe him, “The reason I summoned you both here is to discuss the next shipment. Twelve boxes in total,Dragon Fireis mother’s latest obsession and she wants to get it out as soon as possible.”

I glance at her, “How soon does she want it gone?”

“First half by the end of the week, the rest of it by the end of the month.”

Gus sighs, “Why do I have a feeling this one’s going to be messy?”

Calista ignores him, “Marlin, I need you to update the algorithm to market the new product. Offer half price for the first hundred buyers and any other incentive you feel necessary.”

“My pleasure.”

“And Gus,” She flashes her teeth, looking just as ferocious as Ronan, “I need you to throw a party this Friday. Help give the students a taste for the new party drug.”

“Cool. Does that mean I get a free shipment?”

“No.” Calista smiles sweetly, “But you will be the first person I call should there be any problems.”

Gus frowns, “Being a thug for hire is so lame. Why can’t I help Marlin generate sales and Ronan can take care of the nuisances?”

Flicking a leaf off my sleeve, I look at him, “Have you taken a coding class recently?”

“No.”

“How about a marketing class? General management?”

He blinks, “What would I need those for?”

Truly, it must be dreadful walking around with an empty head all day.

Calista snaps her fingers and Ronan jumps to his feet. Gus immediately takes a step back, his shoulders tensing when the dog prowls towards him.

“Until you suddenly find yourself a brain, Marlin will take care of the distribution and you will punish those who do not fall in line.”

Stilettos pierce the fallen leaves as Calista flicks the knife out of her sleeve. The curved blade glistens in her painted talons, the dark red nails a perfect match for her lipstick.

“Don’t forget your place, Gus.” Running her tongue along the blade, Calista flashes an equally sharp smile, “Or I will find a replacement.”

He sucks in a breath, no doubt feeling the sharp blade suddenly pressed tight against his balls.

“And while we’re on the topic, be sure to find yourself a bicurious partner next time. I find it displeasing when your dick ends up in places it doesn’t belong.”

She tilts her head, nudging the knife a little bit deeper. Sweat breaks out on Gus’ forehead.

“I would hate to castrate you like I did with Ronan.”

“N-Nope. No castration needed.” He stutters, staring at the woman less than half his size, “And I’ll stick to the knuckle side of the business. We’re cool.”

I chuckle, watching the fear sink through his thick skin. Gus is a fool, but he’s a fool who knows better than to cross the most vicious creature in Wolf Hollow.

Ronan’s manners are quite tame compared to his owner.

“I love to hear it.” Calista purrs, giving her knife one final twist before pulling away.

Gus immediately reaches down to cup his treasured jewels, making sure everything is still in place.

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