Chapter 97 Branding a pet

Branding a pet

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Take me?

The words slammed into me like a trailer full of catties. My knees almost buckled under me, the jug of wine I was about to pour for Damon slipped out of my hand, shattering on the hard ground.

The sound of chairs scraping back echoed violently, Damon shot to h...

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