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clothes stained with blood and in tatters. And to think I was judging Dam

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ry, I should check on

ing my hands. "No, I

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being a pain in the a

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m me as he unwraps the bandages. The strip o

y fingers. "Thank you, b

lp. I could no

my knee. "Are you a

I know fi

but did not you think I needed a doctor when you found me?

says, still unraveling the gauze. "I was going to bring

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stills.

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eflection in the glass pane as I put my hand on the side of my head, my

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gasping as I find the skin smoo

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in front of the locked door to the spare bedroom. I ha

e sobs, her thoughts to

o know enough to realize that while tearing the door down might solv

ere is nothing I can do." I shrug and walk away.

snow that is up around my knees as I run to the woods. There, I scoop a ball of snow

l,

battered ego some, only it does not. My word is sacred, and to not be accepted as such leaves a raw and bitte

ay sky, resenting the clouds, resenting the weathe

thing I have ever known. She is a unique potpourri. There are some familiar notes, though, that

ment before we spoke

ts a fire in my veins, esp

si

f he wants a mate, he takes her and she submits. No questions asked. She

all the things she can give me and of all the pleasur

ing heat in my body. I gather some of it in both my hands as w

same pack, of the same breed, and yet, she clearly feels no urge to submit to me as she would if she was of my pack. Quite the oppo

w what she is. A

ible for what she is, when all

the ass,

burying my fi

ough, or the helplessness that I am feeling for

l fours and suck in a deep breath. Then I start running, the wind whipp

I return, Seraphina will