Firefly Glen pretty brown eyes

CAERUS!! Cupid's distressed calls shook the ground of the glen. His son was near, his scent was strong here. Jesus fucking christ, how the fuck did he get out here?! He’s safe in the forest at one moment, then a quick nap later and he’s gone. Cupid was never gonna sleep again after this. There'd be 24/7 surveillance on his son at all times, mark his word.

Alright, he was definitely getting closer. His heart leaped for a moment, and crashed down as soon as he smelled them. And when he saw those random dudes hovering around his baby, oh, he never wanted to kill someone so bad in his entire life.

Fatherly instincts kick in. He rushed forward—teeth bared and tail high— and stood over Caerus. A low growl rumbled in the depths of his chest. It's a clear warning.