The chosen wolf

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Damon POV I must say... this woman can drink, alright! She had drunk a bottle of whiskey already, and her second one it's almost finished. About half an hour into the game, she was completely wasted. Even though she answered every question so far, she still choose to drink, just for the fun of it. At this point, I'm not even sure she realizes what she's saying. I have an idea, and I know it's wrong, but this may be the only chance I got to get into her head. I need to know what's bothering her. I know I made a mistake, but something tells me there's another reason she's keeping her distance from me. Something I need to know. Something a sane Ry wouldn't tell me.... but maybe a drunk one would. I need answers, and this foggy, intoxicated mind of hers right now might just give

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