We're bound to be
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He was not a leader; he didn’t have the right to say who and who wasn’t allowed in the border, or even who was allowed to breath in the scent of the lands. Though the male did have a right to check them and if he felt like that there was an unsafe being standing there, he could just rightfully tell them to leave. If the black male felt like it was jeopardy he could d try to make the animal leave. The male shifted his ears as he walked around the border, he was able to pick up on the males smell rather quickly, he wasn’t happy to have his scent lingering around, more so then what was needed. Lucifer snarled, as he moved to the borders. He knew he had to play nice; Deuce would have wanted him to play nice. But what he wouldn’t do to kill him,”Ah hello stranger, what brings you here?”
It took everything in his body not to push that false smile off of his face and tell him to fuck off and leave, before he killed him. Lucifer hated him for just laying with Deuce, he wanted him dead for planting his seed in Deuce, and making her carry his sick spawn.


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