Take a chance
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He did not know what to make out of her words. Firefly had seemed lost to him for several months now, and he was not sure if he even wanted to try anymore. He missed the fading memories of whatever the two of them once had had in the past. They had connected so well and sinned wonderfully together. What did she mean with nothing left to lose? His eyes stayed on her as she left the kitchen and returned to the ugly rats. He very slowly padded after the invisible footsteps of his mate. Mate, were they still mates or not? They had children and they were in his house. Maybe he had not wanted them, but it was not so incredibly bad now when they were here. Probably because they were so small and only ate slept and pooped. He remembered Coli when she was a couple of months old, and it was a horrible little pile of energy.

He poked his head around the corner to the room where Firefly and the children were. ”I like the sound of Conor.” He tried to ease whatever was left of her fury. For some reason he wanted them to have his last name, but he knew better than that. The problem was that he was sick of the endless Sadira names all over the place. Conor had the sound of the land Firefly had come from, before she had come to Souls. From Europe. He did not know, it was a pathetic shot in the dark, but an evidence that perhaps he was going to give the daddy thing a shot.


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