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but he would crave her touch. She is his antidote, cure, that he can never have. He will b
itch lifted the little b
we can do, why w
laughed hy
hing that can be done
of the little boy asked as she h
anted nothing to happ
in Latin, raising the crying baby boy up and down
question..." The father of
gods are commu
edding tears, uncontrollable
as her
she had just given b
smiling and craddling the crying little baby
hough she was a wolf, the luna to her husband who was
normal life as if they were normal but n
our prophecy." The fat
d crave her touch. She is his antidote, cure, that he can never have. He will be a blasphemy to his g
this curse can be broken unles
o unfortunately for the both
her of the baby
him in locating his mate? Can
o just raised her eyebrows an
only when they meet would the solution come to light. But for now.
dolph Ceaser