A massive beast dashed along the mountain apex. Astamur reached for his rifle. A demon? No, not a demon. I might have preferred one . That’s my boyfriend. Atsany and the shepherd turned to look at me. Boyfriend? Astamur said. Curran saw us. He paused on a stone crag and roared. The raw declaration of strength cracked through the mountains, rolling down the cliffs like a rockslide. Yep. Don’t worry. He’s harmless.