A soft choking noise made Witze turn and look at the sentry, then past him to his slave. The kid was staring at the head, eyes wide, skin pale and clammy looking. Witze squinted at him. He was trembling, fine jitters that ran continuously along his limbs and down his sides. Witze was barely able to imagine what it would be like to kill something that looked like his master and mate. His heart went out to the boy.
He’d witnessed a short time ago the bond between Todd and Nick. It was deep, powerful, and incredibly loving. Simply seeing the body and face would be enough to give Witze nightmares for years, let alone having to confront and battle this thing to the death.
Reaching out, Witze tapped Todd’s arm gently and nodded beyond him to the slave. “Are you sure you want him here?”
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