Chapter 9

"What are you so cheery about? By the look on Torian's face its not because you screwed him through the mattress, so what is it?" Devi asked, leaning in close to Abel, who hummed happily.

"He found a volunteer job for your daughter. Don't freak out, because it'll keep her out of your hair," Torian turned his head quickly when Devi's scent wafted through his nostrils, making his stomach gurgle a warning.

"And where might this work be?" Devi asked, frowning at them both.

"The Church across the street needed help with their gardens so I asked her to go and help. An old friend from before I switched to this time is a nun there and..."

"No daughter of mine is going to work at a fucking place that hates demons!" Devi shrieked, grabbing Abel by the hair. He glared into those worried blue eyes.

"I want you and Torian out of here! Get the fuck out of my house!" Devi screamed. He tore out the house like a madman, only to be caught around the waist by Sevriel.

"Devi, I don't normally intervene on your decisions, but Triana looks happy across the street and you're not going to let your prejudices get in the way of that! Torian and Abel are staying and you are going to cool off in our room," Sevriel shoved him back into the house and blocked his way.

"You can't keep me here!" Devi warned, his eyes blazing bright silver as he glared at his mate.

"Are you sure about this, Sevriel, we don't want to come between..."

"I said you two are staying," Sevriel cut Abel off. He pointed at Devi and then gestured toward the door.

"Just remember, feathers, you have to sleep sometime! And then I'll rip your god-loving throat out!" Devi roared, storming up the stairs.