“So be it,” Wrath murmured. “Eight’s a good number. A lucky
number.”
That low growl of agreement rippled through the air once again,
the sound one of complete and utter solidarity.
This was the future, Wrath thought as he smiled and bared his
fangs. And it was right.
-Lover at Last, pg. 165
number.”
That low growl of agreement rippled through the air once again,
the sound one of complete and utter solidarity.
This was the future, Wrath thought as he smiled and bared his
fangs. And it was right.
-Lover at Last, pg. 165
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