Shouldn't I be in front?Jason lay on the collapsed bed, stunned. Fed on that warm, living power, fed on the sensation of being deeper inside Micah's body than I'd ever been inside any man's before. It was as if someone threw a puzzle into the air, and I saw pieces. He let me go and stumbled to his feet, staring at his hands and my bloody wrist, horror showing on his face.
It protected all of us when our old master lost his mind and went against the council's orders. I released him in time to not take a bite out of him or lose a tooth, but not in time to keep from drawing blood. He didn't deserve to die. t we'd adopted that you were legally bound to follow your master, almost morally bound, because he was like your liege lord.
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