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His distaste for the subject was keen "Some secured the underworld while others hunted and captured spirits who ed to escape They communicated telepathically--what one knew, they all knew--and they could flash between real at the ends like ripening fruit "Were the people they bitinfected?" Her mouth dried "Like, say, a olf"
"In a way But there were very few bite-survivors Once a hellhound tasted someone’s blood, the need to feed on that specific person eclipsed everything else"
What a relief! Her dogs couldn’t be hellhounds If they’d actually bitten her, they would have devoured her "How do you know this?"
"The male who imprisoned me controlled a pack Theyplayed with my limbs"
Her stomach roiled She ached for the boy he’d been "I’ood enough
His grip tightened enough to , "As children, ienerate But I’ done to ed to survive, theyhorror about his past, protective instincts flared To destroy an entire race for the crimes of a few? No!
--You need help?--
No, no She projected her thoughts and prayed the animals heard They were enclosed in the bathroom, but they were totally able to claw their way free I’, if the race had changed, had learned to control the bloodlust and the pups were indeed hellhoundsif Destruction turned his wrath on them
There would be hell to pay
"Baden never mentioned a hellhound scent," she said
"His senses aren’t as highly developed"
Keeping her expression neutral proved to be a challenge, but she did it "Well As you said, hellhounds are extinct Centuries have passed Your nose could be playing tricks on you Or maybe hellhounds once lived here The place is old Now Stop stalling and--roll--over"
He obeyed at last, and she kneasn’t because he’d suddenly decided to trust her He probably intended to test her A test she would pass with an A++, gold star, or whatever grading systees of his spine, over the knots between his shoulders and down, down to the tight globes of his ass, continuing until he an to purr