The Pack's Vampire
He laughed.
A wolf howled, the sound heartbreakingly plaintive, and Talen paused, feeling the call through to the marrow of his bones, before he sighed. What was it with those puppies hanging around the house? Was it Morgana, or Talen, that they followed? Probably the latter, he decided. Young alphas wanting to prove their dominance over a foreign vampire spending time in their town. “F-king wolves in this town,” he murmured to himself.
He withdrew from Morgana as he wanted to taste her blood on his tongue as he came. “Onto your back, pretty thing,” he directed and then covered her with his body, wrapping her legs around his hips as he sank deeply into her, so that she held him to her.
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