My Marked Luna
" Oh, men, it's so cold in here, yet you're sweating buckets," Blade says.
"He's in heat," my father murmurs.
" Get out, please," I say, my voice feeble.
" Are you jerking off every five minutes?" Blade laughs. I snarl and throw a pillow at him.
" Dad, kick him out."
" Blade, stop teasing. It can be fatal," Dad says. He looks worried.
" Should we tell his mate then? They need to do it to end the heat," Blade asks, all jokes lost from his tone.
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