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She still wore her dress And she was utterly adorable A pair of tiny horns resee fur lowed, her pupils nothing but thin slits Fangs extended over her bottom lip

Why did she shift like this? Other de immortals did not

Focus With her eared to defend Brochan flared his wings, knocking the pair backward and catching Viola against his chest

“No one touches her!” he grated as he struggled to contain her

They grappled for supremacy She was a bundle of fury, and she showed no er sparked, but it was dulled by incredulity All this because he left her safely on a balcony?

He landed no blows Even now, he couldn’t bring hiaze

“Stop this, kitten Before you injure yourself” Brochan’s gentle tone surprised even him

“You do not hurt my baby!” she screeched

His gaze zoomed back to his brother, whose jaw dropped

The goddess fought for the devil-dog? He glared as he dodged a particularly nasty blow to his testicles Viola took advantage of the opportunity and shredded his upper body Blood poured

“I haven’t hurt your baby,” he grated Yet

“That’s right, and you won’t!” Slashing and biting, too wily to contain, she attacked with more fervor Until she tired herself out, herWhen she noticed their audience, she finally halted “McCadden Strange woman I’ve never met You’re not Fluffy”

In a blink, Viola shifted back to her usual forown "You must be parched,” she said oh, so casually “Shall I send Brochan to fetch us drinks?”

McCadden glowered at her, the teardrops tattooed on his face starker than usual His pink hair shagged The silver piercings that lined one of his eyebrows glinted in the light His inked hands curled into hard balls of rage as he stepped toward the goddess

Brochan enfolded Viola in his wings and drew her against his chest Hands flat on his pectorals, she blinked up at hi

“Do you want to explain what just happened?” Though he’d already guessed the answer She’d expected her pet to be here Likely the reason for her earlier burst of joy