Wolfsbane potion imbibed by a wizard now flowed through the veins of a wolf, calming him, keeping his more dangerous predilections at bay. Sometimes the draught was enough to cool his blood and allow him to curl up before the fire and sleep, but not tonight. Tonight he prowled the room he could not leave, thanks to charms he could not undo in
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He stroked her hair softly. "I'm sure to handle it badly, but it will never be because I don't love you."
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