Chapter Eighty-Nine
“Stolas.” she purred, pushing away from the tree and moving over to where the dark-haired man stood. His black curling hair fell wildly around his shoulders. While she adored Sam and loved him with all of her heart, she couldn’t deny that Stolas was pure eye candy.
His eyes slitted as he looked at her and he tilted his head. Not bothering to hide his disdain for the demon before him.
“What are you doing here, handsome? She asked, caressing his muscular arm. His eyes flicked down to the fingers on his skin and a flash of anger darkened his gaze.
“Why are you here, harlot?”
“Stolas, is that any way to talk to your best friend’s consort? The love of his life?” She pouted up at him and he pulled his arm away from her with a grimace. “You know he’s going to come back to
