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231 pages, Kindle Edition
Published June 1, 2024
Jezibaba tutted. “I know a lost soul when I see one. Don’t need a mirror to show me that.” “Get fucked, crone,“ Ryurikov snarled.
“I’m not sure what I’ve done to deserve you,” Ryurikov murmured, “but I’m glad you’re here.” The open palm on his back pushed, encouraging him to climb the stairs. LIKEWISE, MY HUMAN. I WOULD PREFER IT IF YOU DID NOT DIE SO SOON. Ryurikov huffed. “Right back at you.”
“I can’t deal with–with—” WITH WHAT? “With you! And me. And–And this.” Helplessly, he flapped his hand between them. “You disarm me, Awimak, and I don’t know how to handle it! Maybe I am a coward, but at least I won’t get hurt if I run!”
LET ME LOVE YOU, RYURIKOV, IN THE WAY YOU NEVER THOUGHT YOU DESERVED.
TOUCH HIM AND I WILL UPROOT YOUR VERY EXISTENCE
“Don’t threaten me, demon,” the bastard shouted, nudging his horse forward. “You do not belong here, either. Get back to the woods you were banished to!” A frown tugged at Ryurikov’s brows, but the claw coming to rest on his shoulder settled it. “Talk to him like that again and I’ll wreak meticulous havoc on every inch of your body.”
DO NOT WORRY. Awimak nuzzled the side of Ryurikov’s head. I WILL WAIT FOR WHEN YOU ARE READY. “What if I’m never?” THEN I WILL WAIT FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES. BUT I WILL WAIT.
A furry and heavily toned leg curled around him, eased him forward, careful enough that should he put up any resistance, it would stop. Ryurikov’s heart did a thing, a thing he didn’t like. It lurched and stuttered at the same time. His hands connected with Awimak’s torso, fingers splayed against the muscular chest to catch himself. The scent of earth and stone greeted him, drifting into his very soul with a deep, nervous inhale.