"Macabre... Save me...."

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"Get out, I'll handle this.." Both Christopher and the healer went out the room as I tried to approach Aaliyah once again enduring the pain that is getting intense in every step that I'm making. I heard her whimper, her cries got a bit slower and weaker the moment I got close on her side. Exhaustion? Maybe.. Or because of my presence... Oh who am I kidding, Macabre's presence.. Seconds after her cries died down, I tried to smell something. And that something cannot be ignored. Arousal.. I'm positive its her arousal. "She may be going through heat".. Suddenly I remembered what Christopher just said.. Heat, according to my knowledge about wolves, heat is a pull where wolves are forced to mate to create an offspring. I clenched my jaw as I felt my head pound again. He definitely wants

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