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Ok, this is the last part for the Not so alone series so I really hope you like it. This has been my first time at writing anything, let alone a whole series so let me know what my weaknesses/strengths are so I can improve. I'll keep writing however I can't promise I'll be very quick on them as I'll be in school and I'm VERY BUSY at school.

I want to apologize for not getting this in yesterday. I meant to have it done early afternoon but after helping out some family members I was worn out, I went out later last night and was up til 6 am. Thanks for your patience!

I introduced a word you all may have heard called scritch, it's basically scratch but cuter :)

This is ADULT ONLY content.

Please leave me feedback so I can improve my future writing. I can't just keep quessing really and I don't write for myself.

It's strange what love can do. It can make people the happiest they've ever been, or sadder than they could ever imagine. It can make them feel on top of the world, or at the bottom of the deepest pit. It can inspire beautiful creations or cause undescribable desctruction. It can give people unbelievable strength, or crippling weakness.

Love for me however is the reason why I get up everyday. Not to say I would never wake up, but knowing the love I know now...I can't guarantee I could.

I wake up to see that the bedroom is filling with light. I feel my body pressed close to Luke's, his warm fur against my smooth skin, and his soft breath tickling my neck. I try and snuggle in closer to Luke's warm body, feeling his embrace. I feel like there's really nothing better in this world than waking up to not only someone as caring and good looking as Luke, but to the love he gives. I close my eyes, wishing I could live in this moment forever. Suddenly a pain of anger and sorrow shoots through me. I realize that I can't live in this moment forever, I can't live with Luke forever, because every moment there's something....something undescribable trying to destroy it. I push all thoughts out of my head until the moment passes, until I get back to what I woke up to.

I slowly turn around, as not to disturb Luke's sleep. Slowly but surely I become face to muzzle with Luke. I gaze at how adorable he is. I give his noze a soft kiss. I giggle a bit, as he still sleep soundly. I don't blame him. After last night I'd either be on edge all night or soundly asleep for the next day. I know he's a deep sleeper and decide to take advantage of that...again. I slowly begin to scritch his ear and work my way down his face to his muzzle. I know if he were awake he'd be in heaven, so I can only hope that in his sleep he still feels it in his dreams. As my hand snakes it's way to his chest I hear him softly murr. I look at his face wondering if he's awake. He seems in deep sleep, but I can't be sure. I massage and scritch his chest, letting my hand run through his soft creamy white fur. I just hope he enjoys it as much as I do.

My hand inches it's way to his stomach, I can feel his well defined abs beneath his soft fur. I slowly rub his belly as a soft murr escapes his lips. His face shows no sign of him being awake, but I'm not so sure. Either way I'm going to enjoy the moment if he's awake or not. After a few minutes of rubbing his soft belly, and listening to the barely audiable murrs escaping from him I get a little more daring. My hand crawls to his groin. I pause right above his sheath and listen to his breathing and watch his eyes. He doesn't move. As my hand slowly encircles his soft but full sheath I swear I see a small smile curl in his lips but it quickly disappears making me wonder if I imagined it at all.

"He's either asleep, or damned dedicated." I think to myself. I begin to move my hand up and down his sheath. Within moments I feel it begin to swell. As the tip of his pinkish red foxhood begins to appear I hear him moan and I see his eyelids flutter. "AHA! I knew it! You were awake the whole time!" I exclaim, catching Luke in his act. He opens his eyes smirks.

"Well, you don't expect me to just wake up and have you stop now do you? he asks with a smile playing on his lips and I can't honestly blame him, though I wouldn't have stopped even if I had known for sure he was awake earlier. His sheath quickly filled my hand and even more of his impressive cock filled my hand. I look up at Luke.

"Well...it seems now that we're both up..." Luke trails off. He gazes at me lustily. I can't help but blush as I'm flooded with desire. To be wanted, to be needed, that is a feeling I don't think I'll ever get used to and I love it.

"And...?" I ask, playing dumb.

"Well..maybe we could have some fun?" Luke asks with a slight blush, a smile curling on his face. How could anyone resist? I know I can't.

"What do you have in mind?" I reply, knowing he'd rather do than say, and I like putting him on the spot. Luke is cute no matter what he does, I just enjoy the differnet kinds of cuteness I see with every situation. I revel in the fact that I can make him blush.

"Well how about....we get a shower!" Luke says. I laugh, I wasn't expecting a statement like that but I can't help but agree, we both need one after last night. I'm a bit disappointed the moment has passed, but thats ok.

I groan as I stretch in bed, trying to make those last moments in the warm comfy bed last. Luke has already gotten up and trotted to the bathroom. His head pokes out of the bathroom door "Hey are you coming or are you just going to lay there all day?" he teases.

"I think I'll just lay here." I say in a serious tone. Luke just shurgs and turns around. I jump out of bed and sprint into the bathroom, never wanting to miss a chance to shower with my fox. The water is on and the room is already filling with steam, Luke is standing in the shower lathering up his fur. I open the glass door and hop in. The warm water feels great on my skin as I step into the spray. I walk up to Luke and take over the washing. I take my time making sure his fur is super clean, but also because I enjoy having my hands all over him.

"That feels good." Luke murrs as I lather up his back.

"I'm glad, but don't forget to tip." I try and joke.

"Oh I won't, I've got a BIG tip for you." Luke replies, turning his head so I can see him wink at me.

I giggle, it was a cheesy comment for sure, but I liked it. I'm now kneading Luke's rump when he flexes his glutes a few times and wriggles around, just to get another giggle out of me. "Hey! Don't give me a hard time or I'll have to tie you down!" I tease in mock annoyance.

"Oh I've got something hard for you!" Luke replies, again by slightly turning so I can see him wink. I can't help but laugh, though I try not to encourage him. His fur all wet and his ears slightly down as the water weights on him, it's really is all I can do to resist giving in to his sexual innuendos. I finish lathering his body and turn him around.

"Oh, one more thing...." I tell Luke as I put copious amounts of shampoo on my hands. I lather up his head and muzzle with suds, then carefully shape them. "There! All done!" I say, trying hard not to laugh at the beard and big poofy hair I made on him out of bubbles. Luke turns to face the glass door and catches his reflection, a soft smile plays on his lips. He turns back and strikes a thoughtful pose, simulating himself stroking his soap beard as in deep thought. I laugh as I push him slightly into the water jets, the water quickly rinsing away all the shampoo.

"Now it's your turn!" Luke says as he reaches and grabs my arm, pulling me into the jets of water with him. He pulls me into a kiss. I kiss back, letting the warm water flow down my body, adding another sensation to the kiss and the moment. It's a short kiss, but I enjoyed it nonetheless. I step back out of the water so I can begin to wash. Luke takes over the washing, his soft paws rubbing the soap into my skin. I sigh, God I love showers. His paws lightly travel over my body, pausing here and there to gently rub in circles to clean me. I close my eyes and just enjoy the feeling.

My eyes snap open when I feel a paw grip my soft penis to see Luke with a playful grin on his lips. "So I guess the shower part of our shower is over then huh?" I ask. Luke sticks the tip of his tongue out and wriggles it at me in response. "Hey! You get that tongue right back here and apologize!" I demand. Luke just wriggles his tongue at me again. "Looks like I'm going to have to get him myself." I reply and pull in Luke close, planting a kiss on his lips. "And I'm not sure he's going to like it." I whisper before kissing Luke deeply. Our tongues wrestle it out, but as my tongue goes back into my mouth I feel Luke's make his way in. Just what I wanted. I lightly bite Luke's tongue, hard enough to keep it from moving but lightly enough so it doesn't hurt him. I open my eyes to see Luke's eyes wide. I release his tongue and step back so I can laugh. "Told you he should've apologized!" I exclaim.

"Well how about I apologize for him?" Luke says, pushing me against a wall in the shower.

"I'm not sure you could...I mean, I'm deeply hurt." I feign a hurt expression.

"I'll have to try extra hard then..." Luke trails off as he pushes his body against mine. I gasp as he begins to grind against me. His soft sheath rubbing against my now growing cock, Luke's stomach and chest rubbing against mine. I moan, just another reason to love showers with Luke. I can feel Luke's tapered cock begin to poke my lower stomach as it comes out of his sheath. Luke adjusts so both of our now throbbing members are rubbing together. We both give little moans as we gyrate back and forth, our breathing becoming heavier.

Luke and I kiss. Luke murrs into my mouth as I run a hand across his chest. Luke breaks from the kiss and nips my neck. "I love you so much." he says as be softly nips his way down my shoulder.

"I love you too." I say as I give his ear a playful nibble. Luke's nibbles continue down, he gives one of my nipples a playful bite. I shudder and wince. He begins to give my stomach little licks and nips. I have to say I love the feel of it his soft tongue on my skin, the feeling of his hot breath even the little pricks of pain from his careful nipping, it's incredible. I can feel goosebumps raise all over my body accompanied by a tingly feeling.

Luke stops as he reaches my groin and looks up at me. I just look down at him, into his beautiful eyes, my chest giving small heaves from my excited breathing. Nothing is said because nothing has to be. Luke gives a soft smile and gives the tip of my cock a playful lick. I close my eyes from the feeling. I open them, because I can feel Luke still looking at me. He continues to stare at my face, into my eyes, never looking away as his tongue toys with me. Gently licking and teasing. A moan escapes me, I can't help it. His hot breath on my member, the feeling of his tongue as it drags its way across my member, it really is amazing. Luke opens his mouth and takes me in him. The warmth and wetness of his muzzle on me causes my knees to get a bit weak. Water drips down our bodies as the spray from the jets keeps sending a mist over us. Luke's tonuge dances over my malehood in his maw.

"Looks like that tongue is working overtime to apologize." I say with a smile. Luke's eyes crinkle into a smile, as he still has me in his mouth. He bobs teasingly slow. I give a few involuntary thrusts, and that must've been a sign to Luke because his paws grib my tight ass as he picks up his pace. He runs his paws up and down my backside as his tongue and mouth work me over. I'm glad I'm against a wall and use it to keep standing as the pleasure running through me is intense.

Luke's eyes are still staring into mine and it is making me wild with lust. I give a few more thrusts into his mouth as I give in to the pleasure. My moans are no longer soft, they are getting louder the closer I get to release. I rub my hands over Luke's head, then rub his ears as his speeds up. My toes curl as my body shudders and I feel myself explode in Luke's mouth. Luke takes me deep as my balls empty into his mouth. My body gives a few more smaller shudders as the pleasure begins to ebb. I sink to my knees in front of Luke.

"Oh Luke..." is all I say. I lean into him and close my eyes. If love were a drug I'd be close to overdosing at the moment. It's not really the pleasure, the sexual act that is the biggest turn on for me. It's Luke and the fact that he is willing to pleasure me, and I him, that gets me excited the most.

"Well I think we're all clean now." Luke states, as though nothing happened. He helps me stand up, and I lean on him and pull him tight. I can walk just fine I just look for any excuse to have his body against mine.

As Luke is drying his head, the towel covering his face I step in close. One hand pulls him in, the other goes to his sheath. I give his sheath a gentle squeeze and whisper "I'll pay you back later" into Luke's ear before giving his sheath one last squeeze. Luke pulls the towel off, a silly smile on his face.

"I'm looking forward to it." he grins.

I finish drying first, and watch as the air dryer finishes drying Luke. His fur is all poofy when he steps out of the warm air.

"You hungry fuzzball?" I ask, he gives a slight laugh.

We quickly dress in comfortable clothes we're about to leave the room when I grab the shotguns, remembering that we're not totally safe.

I prepare a breakfast of eggs and bacon, Luke's favorite. As we eat I can't help but wonder how calm we are. Considering what has happend, what is likely to come, we certainly aren't running around preparing and being afraid.

"What are you thinking about?" Luke asks, noticing my faraway look.

I come back to reality for a moment "Oh nothing...just...nothing." I reply. Luke gives me a puzzled look but doesn't push the subject. I decide to ask him.

"Why aren't we afraid? Why aren't we...you know putting up sandbags, buying machine guns or something?" I ask to myself more than to Luke. Luke seems to ponder the thought for a bit himself. It's right then, as I watch him think, that I realize why. It's because we both accept the fact that...well we probably won't make it. I'm not sure it was a direct thought like that, but why else? We spend more time in each other's arms, more time kissing, cuddling, hell even fucking than we have preparing lately. I guess...I guess it's because we want to make the most of it, before the inevitable. I know Luke doesn't want to run, that will help, but only for so long, where would we run to? We could fight, but for how long then? Better to enjoy every moment, than spend those moments trying to avoid what seems like an unstoppable force.

I give a sigh. I look at Luke, his ears are down as he stares at his plate. I realize he's come to the same conclusion, though he doesn't say it.

"We haven't given up..." I say, almost reading Luke's mind.

Luke looks up, his ears perk up ever-so-slightly. "You think so?"

"I know so." I reply. I gather up the dishes and as I lean over to take Luke's I kiss his neck, then his cheek, then his nose. I ruffle the fur on his head before putting the dishes in the dishwasher.

Luke follows and cleans off the table. As he's wiping down the table I come up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. "You know, it could be worse." I say into his ear.

"How so?" Luke asks

"Well...." I whisper getting quieter "for starters we could be stuck somewhere surrounded by people instead of being alone."

"Why is that a good thing?" Luke asks, then jumps as I give his butt a squeeze.

"Oh I don't know.." I say, and give him a wink and give him a kiss.

I kick off a shoe, then the other. I walk my way towards the bedroom and look back. Luke's standing by the table looking a bit confuzzled. I blow him a kiss before sauntering away, trying my best to be provocative. I hear the quick padding of feed on the floor and know it worked. I almost make it to the bedroom door before I'm knocked off my feet. I land with a soft thud on the carpet, Luke on top of me. He runs his claws lightly down my back, making me shiver from the feeling. He leans down and licks my ear. I decide I can't give in without a fight, even though I brougth it upon myself. I struggle to flip on my back and pull Luke into me. We struggle for awhile, Luke trying to stay on top, me trying to get him off of me. It's a half-hearted attempt on my part at best. Eventually we stop, Luke is straddling my waist and looking down at me with a giant grin.

"Fine, you win." I pout.

"And what is my prize?" Luke teases. I smile up at him.

"Whatever you want" I reply, trying my best to sound sexy.

"Well then...hmm...." Luke pretends to be thinking hard about what he wants. "I think I'll have...YOU!"

I laugh, he's so predictable it's funny, though I'm sure I'm the same way.

"About time you decided." I say, again feinging a pout. "So what do you plan to do with your prize?" I ask

"Oh I dont' know...maybe I'll put him on the shelf for awhile, admire it, then let it get dusty as I go onto better things." Luke replies.

I act shocked. "You wouldn't!"

"I know I wouldn't." Luke smiles.

Luke takes his shirt off revealing his white chest. I reach up a hand and begin to rub it. He murrs.

He reaches down and starts to pull my shirt off of me. He stops when it gets over my head, he leans down and begins to lick my neck and chest. I squirm under him as his tonue tickles my skin. He finally finishes pulling off my shirt and begins to suck on my neck. I take that time to unbutton his pants. He stands and lifts me up before picking me up and slinging me over his shoulder. I softly pound his back with my fists.

"Put me down you brute! This is no way to treat me!" He laughs as he throws me on the bed. I bouce and sit up as he slides off his pants and boxers. I can see he's getting excited as the tip is poking out of his white furred sheat. He climbs on the bed, then on top of me. We kiss and rub each others body. My hands exploring all over, never in one spot for long, and Luke does the same.

Luke breaks the kiss and straddles my chest. His sheath and foxhood inches from my nose. I look up at him and gently kiss the tip of his foxhood. I slide the sheath down to reveal the rest of his cock. It begins to ooze pre and I waste no time lapping it up. His hot member throbbing against my tongue. It jerks up with every beat of his heart. I use my lips to nibble my way down from the tip to his fuzzy white orbs. I lap and nibble at them as Luke moans. I return to his waiting cock and take him in my mouth. He gasps as my mouth engulfs his member. I eagerly suck at him, bobbing the best I can. He begins to thrust gently into my mouth. His tip hitting the back of my throat. His hands go to my head as he thrusts and the tip slides down my throat. His groans get louder as he thrusts faster. His foxhood filling my mouth and throat, his pre making my mouth slick. His balls begin to slap against my chin as his thrusts get faster and harder. I just try and relax and watch as the white fur above his sheath gets closer and father away with each thrust. The groans from luke and the soft slapping sound of his fuzzly balls hitting my chin are the only noise. Luke begins to growl, a slow gutteral growl that grows and then he whimpers as I feel his hot seed begin to spray down my throat. Luke pulls back for a final thrust but he slips out. His hot sticky foxness sprays on my face and in my hair.

I open my eyes and look up at look. I can see he's trying his hardes not to laugh. I try and give him an annoyed expression but I can't. Eventually we both just crack up. Luke gets off my chest and gives me a paw to help me up. I make it to the bathroom and clean myself up. Luke laughing softly the whole time, every time he gets under control he starts again. I can't help but join in too.

We both dress and decide to go for a walk. I grab the shotguns and load them alternating buckshot and slug shells. I hand mine to Luke. A serious expression crosses his face as he takes it. The weather is still warm, but getting cooler. We stroll around the yard and come to the fence. We haven't been past it since the first Yurling sighting. "Do you think it's a good idea?" I ask Luke. He just shrugs. I decide to go for it. I reach for the gate, the wristband deactivating the lock and the electric as it gets near. We make it to the edge of the woods and pause. Luke steps forward, and we're off.

We spend the afternoon strolling the woods. We come to a sandy spot by a stream and lay down together. I don't intend to fall asleep, neither does Luke but we do. I wake up with a start and look around. The water makes a soft trickling noise and the sunlight is getting weaker. I see nothing but trees. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I don't feel comfortable. Luke is up too, and I can tell he senses something.

"Lets get back" I say grimly. Luke and I make a hurried pace. We are no sooner in the gate when my wristband beeps. Something has tripped a sensor a few hundred yards from the fence, though it could be anything. We walk quickly. My wristband gives a more urgent beep. Something tripped the second. We reach the front door when the alarm shrieks, the third sensor has been tripped. We both turn and watch in the distance as the yurling comes into view. It's no longer surrounded by a haze. It's fully solid and it's moving fast. It reaches the gate quickly and jumps up on it. The fence is high, and the Yurling almost makes it over. It grabs onto the bars and I hear the cackle and hum as electricity flows through the Yurling. Again, the circuit is overloaded and I hear the electricty end with a pop. The Yurling climbs over the fence before the second breaker could come online. It moves towards us, the electricty only slowing it a little. I stand, rooted in the spot as it grows closer.

I hear the boom of Luke's shotgun as he begins to fire. I raise my shotgun and take aim. We both begin to fire. I can see when the slugs hit, as the Yurling jerks back a bit, but it keeps coming. We both quickly exhaust our rounds and I reach to reload when the Yurling begins to sprint. I can see black liquid dripping from his wounds, but it doesn't seem to have slowed the yurling much at all. I grab Luke's arm as he is still putting shells in and pull him inside.

"Get into the garage!" I yell, knowing the wood and glass front doors won't hold back the beast for long. The door to the garage is thicker and heavier. I just heaved it shut when I hear glass shatter and wood splinter. There's not much in the spacy garage but a simple SUV and some gardening tools. I try and put more rounds in, but my hands are fumbling. The door to the garage flexes as a loud thud resonates through the garage. It flexes again as the yurling must be throwing itself at it. I see the frame begin to splinter. I begin to shoot through the door as fear grips me.

"Please die please die." I mutter to myself as I pull the trigger as fast as I can rack in a shell. I hear a click as Luke has finished emptying what shells he managed to put in his gun. Suddenly the door flys open as the Yurling managed to break through it. It's within 20 feet of us. I can see it's red eyes glowing, it's white fangs barely visible under black oozing saliva. Dark fluid is running down it's oily matted fur and quickly puddles on the floor. I take this all in in an instant because I don't have much time as the Yurling runs straight for me.

"NO!" I hear Luke yell, and he jumps in front of me. I'm knocked back as the Yurling crashes into Luke and knocks him back into me. I land on my back next to an axe on the wall I grab it and see the Yurling slash and Luke and throw him. Luke lands in a heap next to me. His shirt is torn to shreds, I can make out the white fur on his chest as it quickly turns red. The fear that was coursing through me turns to rage. I've never felt an emotion this strong before. I hear a loud terrible screaming as I run at the Yurling, axe in hand. I realize it's not the yurling screaming. It's me.

All thoughts become drowned out as I slash at the yurling, swinging with all my might. I am filled with hate, the need to see it dead, to destroy it, to kill it takes over me. I slash and slash at the yurling matted hair and black fluid flys from each swing. The yurling is slower now from all his earlier wounds, but still very strong. He swipes at me. I feel a could sensation across my chest and stomach, but ignore it. I swing as hard as I can and watch as the axe buries itself in the yurlings neck. A chocked growl escapes the yurling as it falls to its knees. THe black fluid from his wounds have created a large puddle around him. It tries to stand before falling. The glowing in it's eyes fade, the whole body begins to fade, but I'm not paying attention. I stumble to Luke. He's trying to get up, but can't. His shredded clothes soaked in blood. I hear him whimper. I fall to my knees short of Luke, I look down and see my own torn clothes and flesh. Bright red blood is flowing down from my chest and stomach. I crawl to Luke.

I pull Luke into me, our bodies pressed together. Our blood mixing as it flows out of us. I give a sob as I feel Luke's hold on me weakens, and I notice mine on his is weakening too.

"Kyle...I...I love you." Luke manages to say, his words a whisper.

"I love you too." I manage to breathe. I stare into his eyes. They seem to be growing duller. In fact everything is growing duller. I feel no pain. I feel nothing, except a slight satisfaction that at least if I die, I can die with him. I don't have time to dwell on that thought as my world fades to black.

I open my eyes. All I see is white. "Am I dead?" I think to myself. "Is this...heaven?" I feel like I'm floating. I try and think where I am, how I got here. Suddenly I realize, I don't know who I am. I look down at myself. I'm wearing a simple white smock and pants.

"Kyle..." I hear a voice. "Kyle.." I hear it again. It's louder. I know that voice from somwhere, the voice sounds familiar, so does the name. "Kyle!" This time it's loud, very loud, as though it's right behind me. I turn. In front of me is an odd creature. It's a fox, but not a regular fox. It stands up like a human, it looks like a human fox. I stare for a moment. He looks familiar.

Suddenly it all comes rushing back. My name is Kyle. My parents are dead. I live alone. No, I lived alone. That is Luke. Luke is my friend, no wait...my lover. We died. Everything came back and flashed through my head, all like facts. Then came the emotion.

"LUKE!" I cry and rush to him, grabbing him, hugging him, kissing him. He's solid, he feels real, he smells real. He hugs me back. Tears stream down my face. "Oh Luke..." I don't know what else to say. I live in the moment. I have Luke and that's all that matters to me, not what happend, not where we are, nothing. Just him.

I feel Luke's body give a shudder too, as he's crying. I'm hugging him as hard as I can, pressing him into me as though I could make us one. It seems like we hold each other for eternity.

Finally I ask "Are we dead?"

"Yes." Luke replies calmly.

"Are we in heaven?" I ask.

"No"

"Where are we?"

"I don't know how to describe it"

"Try"

"well....the closest thing I can describe it as is what some people in your world call purgatory." Luke whispers.

"So we're not in heaven or hell? Does this mean we're going to heaven...?" I ask, not sure of anything except that I have Luke and that's all the heaven I need.

"Not exactly, we're going...to my world." Luke says, a bit of sadness in his voice.

"How?" I ask, incredulous.

"Remember when you first heard the Yurling, and how I described how it will chase us until we are either killed, or our bond is broken? " Luke asks. I just nod recalling it.

it'll come back again, until it has suceeded by killing one of us, or makes us hate or fear one another, that's the only way. unless....." Luke explains

"Unless what?" I ask, looking at luke, who's been sitting beside me, looking quite tense and sad. He stays silent as though he didn't hear me.

"Well...there was another way....it involves the most ultimate form of love, the love we have, it takes an undescribably strong bond. The most dangerous part is it takes both dying at the same time, with their blood mixing and with their final thoughts on each other. If any one of those failed....then it would never work. I never mentioned it because it was too risky, too many variables to go wrong I especially couldn't imagine if we tried it...and one of us lived. I could never live if you died and I somehow lived, I just...couldn't do it." Luke finishes, tears forming in his eyes again.

"I see...so what's it going to be like?" I ask

"Well....I'm not sure. It has only happened a few times in my worlds history. The elders, those who study nature and the powers of it have said it is a lot like when we are able to make it to your world, except it involves both coming with an already solid bond. It has been said that we will frequent there and here...in this "purgatory" until our souls are able to stay, that's all I know." Luke finishes.

"What about the Yurling?" I ask, suddenly afraid we'll be hunted there too.

"That we don't have to worry about." Luke replies with a grin "it already killed us so it fufilled it's.....purpose. Besides there's never been a Yurling in my world, I don't think it's possible."

I'm flooded with relief. I get a new start with Luke, a whole new life, in A Whole New World.

The end of Not so alone series.

Further info on what comes next and what to expect will be in my first journal entry.

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