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The bathroom door slid open with a small hiss, the illyrian princess watching as the BloodHound exited with powerful and determined strides, his combat-trained body completely nude and damp, small droplets of water still dripping from the tips of his hair and certain areas of skin.

He carefully cradled the apparently unconscious little earthian in between his arms, her body equally bare and wet, leaving small trails of water over the floor as he carried her all the way towards the bed.

"The Alpha will have your head for this. And your mating organ," Meoni observed in laxian language, keeping a neutral expression.

"He can try," Emerick dismissively answered back, keeping his attention trained on the little human as he gently placed her on the bed.

"I should tell you, your blatant rebellion against the Alpha and his authority still leads me to believe that you might be his halfling after all," The princess continued with conviction, watching him swiftly turn around at the sound of her w