lity and his skill with floral design, he had lived a fairly pleasant life for an uncollared no-fur. The family had at least twenty no-furs in the stable at any time

t. Liam was happily married to one of the sexiest chefs in the world, a sleek Gray-furred delight called Cook. He had no use for any of the many no-furs his family

am had always been kind, as had his second-in-command. Gran had forgotten to mention to the

to know how to wield flower magick or he had to use a no-fur who was born with that particular gift. Even Turquoise wasn't entirely clear how Terras had met his fa

ind from talking to the grooming boy to seeing Gran sta

anything at someone or attack something without an Elementalist, but he still had his own connection and could use it on himself with effort. Something

wasn't in omega cycle before he’d been offered to the Martellis as a gift, the no-fur had lost his interest in sex. While it had been considerable in hi

ces dripping from his seeding pocket had nothing to do with Gran’s greasy fur or slouching frame. No, it was all for Hades. The no-fur had silently been hoping for G

f all. He had to remind himself that the flowers would be fine. He'd doted on them and taught the gardene

r him. "You do know to

put his shoe on his chest and kept him there. He turned his gaze to the si

begin to whisper, to remind him of things he'd forgotten. Thin

story of how Terras got murdered. But he did know the no-fur had some bizarre flower fetis

y, the no-fur thrashed, knocking Gran’s foot

dere

ter of the pansies and one referring to Turquoise’s unencumbere

't have you around, isn't it? You might try to protect him. You might start telling ta

Tawny master in any way would be a bullet in the head immediately and with no questions asked. He

s my silence. A well-behaved no-fur lives better than an insane, rebellious one." When Gran let him go, he

for you to show me you truly know your place. While I fuck your mouth, I’ll tell you exactly

master's cock ever again. On the other, he might l

please, Master." He spoke with a s

n produced his pocket knife. "Yes, yes you are. And it would please me to never he

ressed the knife close to Turquoise’s lips. "Hold still

in the flowers that he was not worth their lives. The whole garden would be turned up if Gran was found dead by auric flower magick le

iting... Well, not waiting... In the foyer."

he and the problem solver had agreed on the stupidity of worrying about one no-fur. He still had the housekeeper to think ab

kly stowed away as

another half-hour or so." Gran also put away t

construction we gotta go through. Honestly, there's so many detours I'm starting to think you hired me just because you