Going Home
Part III
Part III
*That voice. The one that tickled at the hairs of the nape of his neck, leaving him wanting more. Emily King... The one female who could have broken him like a stallion had she been a Breedmate. He hadn't seen her since he left for his training with the Order. It was a bittersweet memory. He could still see her sky blue eyes full of tears as he left her with nothing but a kiss on her soft lips and a promise to keep in touch. He wasn't even sure he was going to see her on this trip. Sam, who had been quiet while Eli tended to Dalliance, started barking and wagging its tail at Em. She crouched and scratched behind its ears and Eli could swear Sam was about to pass out from the sheer pleasure of Em's touch.* Peaches...
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