Angel: The Enslaved Alpha
Kurt ranted in a low growl.
"No, you didn't hurt me, old man," Angel teased, enunciating the last part. Kurt sighed and chuckled despite himself. He then slowly dropped his hands from his head, assessing Angel. The side of his lips curled up in a sneer as he met his gaze. Angel tried not to laugh.
"You look and smell pretty good for a Were at death's door..." Kurt said.
"It will take an army of these pups to kill me, dear friend," Angel said. Kurt snorted. Angel chuckled. "Jokes aside, I need your help."
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