Chapter 27 A Useless Hunter

“Yes. We can smell period blood.” Wolfe smirks, and my nose wrinkles.

“Oh that's so gross.” I groan. I cover my face with my hands, the hem of my shirt rising and Ezra clears his throat from behind me. I turn around, "What's your problem? Can't stand the talk of a menstrual cycle, Professor?” My vo...

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