Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 14

"i miss her, sorrin," she said, squeezing his hand tight. "i miss her so much." sorrin squeezed back, and gave her a gentle kiss on the neck. "me, too." he'd always been a wolf of few words, but taberah knew sorrin was actually saying much, much more.

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Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 14

"i miss her, sorrin," she said, squeezing his hand tight. "i miss her so much." sorrin squeezed back, and gave her a gentle kiss on the neck. "me too." he's always been a wolf of few words, but mellah knew sorrin was actually saying much, much more.

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Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 49

sorrin poked his head out into the moonlight and raised his hand in victory.

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Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 50

sorrin poked his head out into the moonlight and raised his hand in victory.

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Demonic Encounter

sorrin cooed between sexual sounds. cinder growled, and then moaned as sorrin thrusted again. the heat had filed his whole body, right into his muzzle firmly clamped closed.

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Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 76

"sorrin?" ... bite into his neck. just clamp down and never let go... "sorrin!"

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 77

"sorrin?" ... bite into his neck. just clamp down and never let go... "sorrin!"

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Ander - Chapter 3, Subchapter 16

He recognised this wolf as sorrin, an old hunter and a bit of a recluse, but more than that... _he was vallah's father_. sorrin suddenly grabbed him by the shoulder, his big fingers grinding painfully against the muscle that connected to his neck.

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Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 16

He recognised this wolf as sorrin, an old hunter and a bit of a recluse, but more than that... _he was vallah's father_. sorrin suddenly grabbed him by the shoulder, his big fingers grinding painfully against the muscle that connected to his neck.

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Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 21

"sorrin!" ander called as loud as he dared, chasing after the lumbering brute. "wait, damn it!" paying him no heed, sorrin blundered through the trees, grunting and snorting.

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