The monster licked his lips, long lines of whiskers twitching, and spoke in a deep growl. Pretty, aren't I? Curran. In midform. I broke from his gaze. Adorable.
Ilona Andrews
The monster licked his lips, long lines of whiskers twitching, and spoke in a deep growl. Pretty, aren't I? Curran. In midform. I broke from his gaze. Adorable.