Command of the Wolf
I gasped, clutching even tighter to Moon’s collar, as three more vampires prowled from the trees.
Dual smirked. “Sorry, the minions are a cliché, but I am their Duke, and your family aren’t known for their talk before beheading policy with my kind.”
“You know, I can’t see why,” I gritted out.
Dual lay his hand over his heart. “And I thought that we were having a motherent. Moonlight, two beautiful people, threats of violence…”
“Just tell me why your punk butt is here.”
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