Command of the Wolf
his wings spread in violet glory, “I shall shatter your world.”
Isabella slow clapped. “Well, that’s me told.”
Then she clicked her fingers, and the front of Dual’s cage fell open. I looked at around, as the vampire crawled out, wincing at the pull on his muscles. He
pushed himself to his feet, rolling his shoulders and stretching his wings out. “Winners get rewards.” Isabella pointed at Dual. “Slaughter him, shag him,
take him to a movie. He’s yours.”
Thanks, Aunt Isabella, for turning me into the penis slaveowner again.
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