Extracts

Extract 3

The blossom was beginning to fall off the trees, a sign Spring was coming to an end.

Cassian woke up that morning the same way he always did- to his alarm in the form of a fluffy cat with two tails. He cracked open an eye to see the cat pawing his chest in an effort to wake him up for food. "Get off Bastian." The cat perked up hearing Cassian's gravelly voice, jumping to the floor almost immediately. He circled the tall man as Cassian trudged towards the kitchen where a can of wet cat food had Bastian's name on.

As the pair got to the kitchen Bastian moved towards his bowl where he began meowing loudly, although it sounded more like a guttural growl. Cassian questioned once again how on Earth he got a stecoon as a pet.

"It was a birthday gift from me." A smooth voice chuckled from behind him. Cassian turned around to see Freywyn.