Chapter 0229
“Shhh,” Sinclair tucks my head under his chin, stroking my spine. “It’s okay, little wolf. I know.”

“Stop comforting me! I’m supposed to be comforting you.” I complain. Trying and failing to wriggle free.

“You are.” Sinclair lies – the rat. “It comforts me just holding you this way.”

Settling, I
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