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Then why? he asked. He kept his grip on the arm with the machete. He picked up his lighter again turning it over and over in his hands, until the gold of it swirled in the dim light, shining. I'd heard that voice often enough aimed at me.

So what, you take blood from me, then we fuck, and you have a blood donor standing by, and we fuck. Wolves, like dogs, do not think of scent and taste as a human does. He was just trying to see if I'd spook. We can but try, Jean-Claude said.