LUCIUS' POV:
"Excuse me?" I asked, feeling Damon prancing and looking at this guy that now stood infront of me with some f*****g nerve.
"Lucius, this is Marcus. Marcus, Lucius." Cassia said, but I didn't want to know who this t**t was.
"Who is he to you, Cassia?" I asked.
He snarled a bit, exposing some fangs. Instinctively, I put my arm over Cassia's shoulder, pulling her closer to me.
Why I did that, I had no clue, but it suddenly felt right and best at the moment. Damon was fuming.
"I'm her best friend, you asshole." The thing speaks.
I scoffed at him.
Some nerve he had talking to me, breathing the same air as I was, that she was breathing too. The nerve.
Damon was growling, but I wanted to keep things cool a bit, see where they led to.
"Put a leash on your best friend
