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"Husband!" Sarvenaz threw herself into his arms before he had even finished shutting the door. Her mahogany brown eyes were red-rimmed from crying. "You no leave me behind!" The subtle aroma of HCGT filled his senses and awoke that portion of his brain which originated, not from humans, but from his animal half, the raptors which had given him his wings. To a species teetering at the brink of extinction, the scent of a fertile female, heavy with pregnancy was far more potent than the fanciest perfume. "It's for your own safety, mo ghrá," Abaddon said. "We're about to go up against the dragon." "You no leave me behind!" Sarvenaz wept. "I no want to be left behind!" The gentle swell of her abdomen pressed into the hard, washboard flatness of his own reminded him why he was sending her do