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Some days are good days and some days are bad days. Then some days your therapist turns out to be a sadist who enjoys hacking off body parts and wants you dead.
“We’re one big happy family now,” I said, waving my hand in front of Orson’s eyes. He didn’t flinch or blink. “I killed my family. Let's go with lovers,” Baz said. “One big happy group of lovers?”
Nemo shifted me off him and I realized his knot was gone and I was empty between my legs again. I missed the connection but I supposed we couldn’t live life that way--unfortunately.
There was no big, bad wolf monster. There was no vampire serial killer. There was no deadly basilisk that promised to be my protector. There was only me and I was going to destroy this place and rip my men from their confines. Either that or die trying.
