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Wrath’s smirk mirrors his as he moves slower this time, straddling this rogue but pulling him into a sitting position so that as he sinks his fangs into the rogue's neck, he can continue to watch his mate. The rogue screams and struggles, but Wrath keeps a tight hold on him until he has drained every single drop from his body and it goes limp in his arms.

Wrath enjoys the next wave of power that flows through him, most of the bloodlust from being starved has been stated allowing him to get to his feet and though he is still weak, he steps up to Blade, wraps his hand around the back of his neck and pulls him into a hard, dominant kiss making them both let out a low moan of pure pleasure.

As Wrath backs off and Silas pulls back from his kiss, he looks into the male's eyes in front of him and says.

“Who?…”

“Blade…”

Just as his name leaves his lips the male in his arms collapses. Blade moves quickly, catching him and picking him up bridal style, turning and walking with him out of the cell
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