[WARNING: Mature content.]
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Having Selene back makes everything easier. It's as if the mental fog lifts from my brain. Even the loss of the necklace doesn't seem quite as dire, though the issue of my heat worries me.
I have a lot of questions about that, but the ever cryptic wolf-turned-husky doesn't like answering questions, so I'm already resigned to waiting.
When Alpha Clayton finally appears, I'm in good spirits, nibbling on some jello and watching one of the few channels I have access to, watching a true crime documentary.
He walks in as they describe a woman's gruesome death at the hands of an unknown assailant.
I look up from the TV. His presence immediately commands my attention, exuding power and authority in waves.
"Good afternoon, Ava."
I did warn you guys about the R18, didn't I? I'm pretty sure I did.
If I didn't, here's your belated warning.
R18 = Candies in a pinata. They're everywhere. You're welcome (?)