The Breeder And Her Lycan Beast
Sighing, I drop the gun and look over to take in my injury.
"Fuck," I hiss, realizing that there’s a silver bullet in me. "Gray really is a merciless bastard."
"What’s wrong?" Zane asks, coming to join me.
"I’m fine," I assure him. "I just need something to get this damned bullet out."
"Allow me," Blaine announces, showing up out of nowhere in his human form. "Don’t scream like a little bitch."
Frowning, I watch as he extends two nails and then digs them deep in my wound, causing pain to radiate in me until black spots start to dance in front of my eyes. Fuck, he really wasn’t gentle, was he?
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