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Nowhere near extreme enough. The fucker still breathed. Andreas scrubbed his gun hand over his head, the hum in his blood keeping him on edge, the caged animal in him fighting for release, he paced the room. Sweeping aside his coat’s lapel he holstered his weapon and inhaled through the burn in his gut. When the roar inside him subsided to a dull pounding, he dropped into a two-seater. “I’ll not apologize.” Fuck! He sounded like wannabe Freddie. The drumming of nails stopped. “I was not aware I had requested one.” Andreas chanced a glance at his master. Bossman waved a hand in dismissal. “I am under no illusions where it concerns the seed of my loins. If, I didn’t need a rightful heir, I’d kill the sniveling shit myself. He is an …show more content…

Abruptly, the choking sensation ended. Andreas coughed and rubbed his neck. “I beg mercy for my foolishness, master.” Bossman clicked his tongue and nodded. “Now, tell me of this… Wintah female.” Andreas straightened in his seat and eyed the Bossman. “Her name is Wynter Hart. She owns the pizza franchise downstairs. I mated with her.” Death swirled in the blackness of Bossman’s eyes. “You’ve mated. Since?” “Two months passed.” A frown marred the thin pale skin of Bossman’s forehead. “You did not think it proper to confide in my ear?” He clucked his tongue in disgust. “You left me to wander aimlessly in a haze of complete ignorance. To torture my lieutenants and soldiers as to the identity of the high-ranked demon that had turned your gaze from thy throne.” Andreas caught his eye roll. Theatrics ran in the master’s bloodline. “My Lord, it was not my object to cause you strife. However, I am no longer a youngling needing permission to fuck. My loyalty remains steadfast, but has widened to include my mate, Wynter.” Red flames flashed in his master’s eyes. “An untruth,” he snapped. “A dog has only one true master. It cannot hope to survive the pitfalls ahead if it answers to two.” His blood stirred to a rolling boil. Fingers flexed and his skin stretched to an uncomfortable tightness. “With due respect my Lord, I ask you not to continue along this path.” “She is a human.” Out of Bossman’s mouth, the word ‘human’ sounded vile and repulsive. Other human,

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