Kill The Luna
His breath hit the back of her neck as he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, and he slammed his calloused hand firmly over her mouth from behind so that she wouldn't make a single sound that could give away their position.
I focused on my fingers, squeezing the handles of the forceps as I dug deep into the muscle of Michael's back. The second silver bullet clicked against the metal tool, and with a sharp, heavy twist, I popped it out of his flesh. He let out a low, rough hiss through his teeth, his shoulder blades tightening as I quickly pressed the boiling, steaming towel deep into the bleeding hole. The intense heat made the skin bubble slightly, but his Lycan regeneration immediat
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