He’s a man!
Cain's POV:
He's a man. How can I be attracted to a man!
It had been subtle at first, and he had simply chucked it up to the light purple colour of his eyes which was a signature of witches until Ravon walked into his office with the man beside him.
'He's a spy just like the rest of them but was he also sent to seduce me?!' Cain thought digging the knife deeper until he saw a drop of blood stain the knife his eyes focused on the skinny man he held in his hand whose neck he could snap with just a little more strength.
"You're a man! My uncle has always sent women and I smell nothing on you!" he mumbled to himself even as his grip on his personal servant unconsciously tightened his eyes blazing with hidden fury as he tried to keep a tight reign on his anger lest his beast awaken.