Then Anya smiled, breaking the tension.
"Well, fortunately, Mika is far too busy these days. All his little hobbies. All those vixens he flirts with absolutely everywhere, even though he already has me by his side." She huffed dramatically. "I don't think he has time to start any purges."
"I hope not." Charlotte laughed. "Can you imagine how awkward that conversation would be? Trying to explain to my friends that my future husband is actually a mass murderer?!"
"I'd just wrap him in all seven of my tails." Astrid declared, puffing out her fluffy appendages and wiggling them toward her sisters. "No one can resist my tails. He'd calm down immediately."
Anya and Charlotte giggled. It was true—being surrounded by Astrid's tails was like being wrapped in a cloud of pure comfort.
Even Mika, as powerful as he was, went soft when she cocooned him.
Charlotte's laughter faded, and she narrowed her eyes.
"Wait. Hold on a second. Where is Mika?"
Anya and Astrid both stopped.
