Wolfs Right
“Strong, creature. Shout, I said shout! I want to hear your cries, - with these words, Behemoth pressed harder on the handle.
Unable to bear the pain, Elya whimpered plaintively and uttered with difficulty:
“Step away from her, don’t you see, she’s sick.
At the last words, Lily was thrown under Fat's feet, and he jumped back, shaking off and wiping the soles of his boots.
- Well, she's definitely sick!
In confirmation of the words, the girl wiped the remnants of vomiting from her lips and laughed, loudly, hysterically. Covering her belly with her palms in a protective gesture, she looked into Fat's face with a wild gleam in her eyes.
She felt the primal fear, pain and burning anger of Ar, he
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