Last kiss
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(This is what happens when two wolves of different beliefs become mates. Lol)

The fist to the side was a shock, and the male snapped at the sir between his mate and himself. Her threat made his eyes narrow, his ears pinning back in anger. You will not keep me from our pups, Sky. . He held the skull to his chest protectively. He squared his shoulders, staring at his mate. He refused to back down. He would lay the child to rest.

Fury raged unchecked as his mate stood in his way. A hand reached out, pushing her out of his way. Whether he succeeded in pushing her or not, he would try to get around her, the tiny skull clutched closely. You expect me to believe this is some kind of tradition? Where are your sons, then? Why didn't you keep them as trophies too?

I will rebury her. And so help me if you dig her up again, I will never forgive you. He could deal with her hitting him. He could dal with pretty much anything else she would do to him. But desecrating the child's skull was nearly unforgivable to him.


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