Chapter 450. Feeding Trough

Valen’s POV

Gustav, Androkles, and Figaro were standing around the messy island, picking from several food items that they had sprawled across the counter. They were stacking their plates like they were having an eating contest.

Agitated, I stood in the entry archway and crossed my arms. I clenched my jaw as I surveyed the disaster. They were worse than rats, and if I left my kitchen up to them, I would soon have cockroaches. 

I inhaled slowly through my nose.

"Hey, you three, my counter isn't your feeding trough.” I kept my voice low and controlled. “If you can't eat like a decent person, don't come here at all."

They turned their heads my way and exchanged mocking glances before going back to their food fest.

Cupboards were unnecessarily left op