Husk's pov

I collapsed on the sand as our king dragged the girls and Alastor to play some volleyball. I sure as hell wasn't going to be caught playing a game like that. Being in a team was never my strong suit.

"Hey kitten" angel planted himself next to me on a pink towel.

"Hey" I raised an eyebrow "aren't you going to play with the others"

"Fuck no! This is my chance to work on my tan" he put on his sunglasses with a grin.

"Of course" I rolled my eyes fondly. I've grown to love that boy a lot more since he started being himself. His confidence is something I could only dream of having.

My thoughts were cut off by a low growl coming from the bushes. I looked closer to see none other than Travis, that talentless fuck who wrote those scripts for Valentino.

"That little bitch" I growled as I stood up.

"What's wrong-" but I didn't let him finish. I charged over and pinned him down.

"Fuck" he squeaked as I wrapped my hands around his neck.

"You couldn't leave him alone for one day could you? You and Val just had to remind him who owns him" I slammed his head into the ground over and over again "well let me give you a little warning. Keeping your eyes to your fucking self before I tear them out of your skull!" I let him go and he ran off like the little bitch he is. Fucking hate that guy.

I emerged from the bushes over to angel "you alright?" I asked.

"I am now" he smiled greatfully. That smile of his is so rare. I have to protect it.