Slave By Birth (Werewolf Special)
Harry asked, his eyes locked on mine, and I wasn't surprised.
"Yes, I guessed the same applies to you," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Yes, I met my newly wedded wife," Harry declared, his words sending a shiver down my spine. I was taken aback, unsure of how to react.
"Don't tell me she's deceased," I exclaimed, my voice laced with shock and sadness.
"I'm sorry," I apologized, feeling a deep sense of regret for his loss.
"It's okay," Harry replied, forcing a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "She died last week. But there's nothing to worry about, anyway. I'll be joining her very soon."
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