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Talrinir gasped and cursed at him. “Mason!”

He smirked and sat on the windowsill. “Sorry, Talrinir.”

“You get used to him popping up in windows randomly,” I muttered.

“I don’t think I ever will,” she said and exhaled harshly. “Just use the door like a normal person.”

“I flew up here,” he explained as he sat beside me, draped an arm around my shoulders, and plucked the sandwich from my fingers to pop it into his mouth and eat it.

“Your mate needs food,” Talrinir instructed as she picked her cup back up. “My snacks aren’t enough for all that growling going on.”

“That’s not you growling at me?” Mason asked her, blinked down at me with wide eyes, and picked me up in a bridal carry. “Why didn’t you tell us you are hungry?”

“She didn’t realize it in her urgency to find out why she could speak demonic,” Talrinir explained. Flipping one of her ears over her shoulder, she added, “I don’t growl at others.”

“You growled at me yesterday,” I reminded her.

Scowling she said, “You were being obstinate.”

Mason laughed and headed towards the door.

I waved at Talrinir over his shoulder. “I’ll come see you tomorrow for the next education meeting. Noon?”

“Yes, noon,” she agreed with a nod. “Druth said to drop the children off after breakfast with her as she has something important to teach them.”

“What is it?”

She shrugged. “Your guess is as good as mine. Go eat.” She waved at me dismissively just as Mason stepped out of her office and the door closed behind us.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I snuggled close, resting my forehead against his cheek. “You smell good.”

“As do you,” he replied. “But she is right, your stomach is growling a lot. Let’s collect the kids and Trey so we can go home and get food. I’m hungry as well.”

“Food?” Kora shouted from the castle entrance.

“Yes, we’re going home to get food,” Mason answered.

She yipped and the quills in her hair vibrated in her excitement. “Trey! Elrith! We’re going home! Food!”

“Food!” Elrith shouted.

Mason chuckled. “Seems you aren’t the only hungry one amongst us. We’ll have to make a lot if both the kids are that hungry.”

“Kayden’s already started prepping food,” Trey advised as he joined us at the castle’s entrance. Half of his shirt and pants, the side he’d been lying on, was brown from the dirt now.

“I hope it’s tasty,” I said and licked my lips.

Trey wiped something from my chin and said, “I’m certain he’s doing his best to make you and the imps tasty food.”

“Come on, let’s race home!” Mason said, and immediately took off at a sprint.

“Cheater!” Elrith yelled after us, but very quickly caught up, his wings flapping to give him extra push as he ran.

ChapterTwenty-Three

Trey guided me away from our house in the demon world, hands on my shoulders, a blindfold over my eyes. “Almost there,” he promised.

“It feels like it’s been an hour, so I hope so,” I muttered, grumpy because I wanted to know what this surprise was.

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