Blood Prophecy
He demanded in an ordering tone.
Syrin shrugged, standing beside Gwen and both redheads glared at the Alpha. "Saving a Damsel in Distress from the big bad wolf, Oswald,"
Oswald's brows narrowed, his green eyes flickering between the two, being struck with an uneven facsimile, a replica in male and female form. He took a deep breath and put his wolf out, his pheromones returning normal. "It was consensual,"
Syrin shook his head. "I don't think so, Oswald. She looked uncomfortable from my point of view and I won't stand by and watch my new friend stir in dismay,"
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