131 = Healing

After returning to his allotted guest house, Blade settles his mate on his bed and then at the guidance of his Cheetah, Luther, he returns to the dungeons. He stops in front of another cell and observes the six werewolf rogues within. He smirks as he says,

“Who wants to get out of here?”

One rogue goes to step forward but is pulled back by another as he growls,

“What’s the catch?”

“Just a small donation of your blood.”

The rogue that spoke steps closer a smirk tugging at his thin lips,

“You don’t seem to be a bloodsucker to me.”

Blade laughs as he steps a little closer.

“That I’m not… So, do you want out or what?”

“Fine. You get us out we’ll give you blood.”

Blade smirks as he turns and walks the short distance to stop at the cell that still has the keys hanging from the lock. As he removes the keys he thinks of his mate and knows that he was in bad shape when he found him and even after feeding off the first two rogues Blade isn’t sure that any of these rogues will in fact see the ou