On The Way Home

“Where is she?”

Tamara looked at the man, standing on her front steps, wearing a scowl on his handsome face. “Despite all the precautions that I put in to make sure that no one would find her and yet, here you are in my place.”

“I have no time to play with you, witch! Where is she?” He growled at the woman, wearing a white nightdress and nothing else, standing cockily against her door frame.

“I don’t know why you’re still asking me when you already know the answer. She’s not here.” She smirked gleefully at the anger in his face.

Eon put his hand on her delicate neck in the blink of an eye. Two cats hissed behind her while she just laughed as if her life wasn’t in his hands—literally.

“You smell different from the ones that were running after her.” She grinned when Eon's hand loosened around her neck. “And because of that, I’ll let you in.”

Eon pushed the woman inside and he went in, growling at the two cats that were glaring at him, hi