a fire I made for you
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Lucifer hurt, he wined softly, or as loud as he could, he had landed on the knife where it hit just hit the side of his gut. The black male pulled his hands to touch her leg, as he wanted to ask her about the golden lady seated upon the horse. Her face was there, and so was Summer. His voice, was nothing. He grunted in anger. He hated being weak.

He could feel the poppy seed working, his eyes grew heavy, but he didn't want to sleep, he needed it, but he didn't want it. He wanted to look at her, wanted to send some more time with her before he was forced to run her out of the lands, he should have crawed and went to Fatin, she was the pack healer. She wasn't a healer of any pack. Would Fatin thinkt that Lucifer didn't trust her medical skills? God...would this cause him to be exiled?

As his felt his eye shut, his side started to burn, jumping up he screamed, feeling light headed he laid back down, looking at her. His blue eyes could see her pain, shaking his head, he didn't want her to hurt for him. Taking his claw he drew it down her leg, slow and shaky. He didn't want her to be sad when he dies.

"Find a new mate, when I leave."


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