Chapter Thirty-Eight
Nash would have been handsome if he wasn’t so broken. So cruel to those he considered beneath him. He dragged a hand through his short cropped hair as he let out a snarl. I could tell that he was in the mood to do damage, and I had a moment where I felt pity for his latest pet.
“Where is she?”
I lifted an eyebrow at him as I moved closer to the door.
“My pet, she’s out of her room.” He growled out at me.
“Nash, I don’t concern myself with your lovers. You should keep up with your pets better. Losing your dragon, your demon, now this one.” I said, looking over my shoulder at him, “You could always find someone else to hunt.”
“I can’t head out like this.” He said, gesturing to his face and chest.
“Not my concern.” Shrugging, I stepped into the hallway as he stom
