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VII: GUILT AND BURNING LOVE

Penulis: Lune Blood
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-01 18:54:21
Samael while looking eyes full of love and obsession healed Allistair by bruising his wrist and letting it drop to Allistair’s mouth. After healing him and with a flick of his hand two sets of silk pajama and shirt with undergarments appear and he dressed Allistair and himself too, he healed his wrist and scolded Lucan together with Morgan.

“You fucking beast. You ruined him. And to think you would think of letting us sleep huh while you ravaged our mate. You could kill him!!” Samael shouted in his mind.

“Lucan you are never doing this again. Samael why don’t you seal him now.” Morgan said, livid.

“Hell no! I was careless ok. Let me out, I’ll apologize to him. I did not control myself and that’s my fault just don’t seal me. Fuck I love him as much as you do. I am you as you are me. You fucker!” Lucan shouted, pleading is evident in his voice.

Samael’s entity are clashing, almost on the verge of tearing himself apart, when he felt someone hugged his back and chin resting on his right s
Lune Blood

ANOTHER UPDATE DIVING IN THE EMOTIONAL, MORE HUMAN ASPECT OF SAMAEL AND HIS LOVE TO ALLISTAIR AND ALLISTAIR'S REACTION AND RESPONSE TO IT ALL.

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