Chapter 43 - The Aftermath

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For a moment I just sit there, hands on my neck, trying to grasp what has just happened. Demitry wolf is coming back to me, poking his face into me. He then starts licking my wound gently. This is probably the most intimate thing that a wolf can do. His saliva is healing the cuts a bit, to the point, that blood stops flowing freely. I hug him and dig my hands into his fur. Trying to coat me in his scent and erase completely the memories of just a few moments ago. He shifts back to human form while still in my hands and I melt into his rock-hard chest, tears rolling down my face slowly. He holds me as long as I need it. There are no sounds of fighting nearby, the battle must be over.  - What do we do now? – I whisper, - He…  - He escaped. He is very good at it, little one, - he kisses the

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