"What does it say here in fine print?" Nico jerked the documented agreement papers in Cassian's face. "We both signed this eight years ago; and sober, might I add. So why do I hear something about my club being your club?!"
"Yell in my face again, and I will break this tea cup and use the shards to slit your throat," Cassian snarled.
Nico shrugged and leaned away from him. "I should have known you were lying about your rut."
"Piss off." Cassian' rubbed his face, hands slowly running up through his hair. Right inside the room they stood outside of, Elias was stuffing his face with a cheeseburger which was interestingly the only thing that could appease him after coming out of his dazed omega state.
