THIRTYTHREE-THEOS
THEOS Innocent. The one word that echoed in my mind. Over and over and over and over. The record was not just broken, it was shattered. Shards lining the floor, no matter how carefully you tried to step around them blood would always spill. Always. Someone had to pay for this. And this time it would be the guilty party. No more innocent blood would be spilled, including that of my unborn child. It would be all to easy to rip the life from that lying harlot without hesitating to think of the life that resides inside her. A life that came from me. We were equally to blame for the seed that lay inside her.. if only she had gone with the rest of the females in heat, down to the cellars like she was supposed to. She probably knew her heat was coming, knew I wouldn't be able to cont
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