Across the sea, a bird of prey swooped out of the sky, snagging some critter on a rock. He waited for an answer.
Yeah? What?asked Remi.
I’m getting strange vibes from the human female. She came on to me. Get over here and bring your ideas?
Remi responded immediately.Already got one. Get laid before she changes her mind?
Dom snapped,Be serious.
I am. I volunteer for the job if you don’t want to get your rocks off.
When Dom didn’t respond, Remi pathed, with a mental chuckle,“Dawg, you already got some.”
Dom refused to answer.
Wish I’d found the human first,said Ely.
Ohngel, who had a mate, seemed disinclined to join in on irritating Dom.On my way with Indy,he pathed.
Chapter Twelve
Dom thought he’d identifiedthe problem, but there were some twists he didn’t understand. He needed other opinions. And a solution.
The happy couple was the first to drop into his salon. Ohngel landed, his feathers blazing. Indigo rode in on the back of her gryphon. Stumbling to his knees when he tried to set his taloned feet to the tile, Oskar eventually righted himself. He tucked his wings in as the witch slid down his flank.
Madeline, resting on floor pillows with her hands twisting in her lap, wide-eyed the spectacular arrival.
Dom pointed at the beast. “Is he housebroken? I don’t want him shitting in here.” Before she could answer, he added, “And there’s a wolver who comes around on occasion. He wouldn’t enjoy being gryphon chow.”
When Indigo stroked Oskar’s scaly neck, he purred, a sound that didn’t fit the eagle-lion-dragon mix. “Aw. Dom, you have a pet.”
“No. I do not,” he snapped. “The critter’s not mine. He just stops by for food now and then.”
Indigo jerked her hands to her hips. “Well, Oskar would not be so crude. He’s a terrific houseguest. You hear that, buddy? No tasty wolver for you. And no pooping on the floor.”
The gryphon blinked.