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Chapter 112
“Will she wake up?” Jack whispered, looking around the living room that he’d come to know somewhat. It was different to what he was used to but very common for humans.
Michael shook his head, “No, she should be out for 8 hours.”
“Good.”
“I don’t like this,” Michael mumbled quietly.
“It’s the only way, you know it is,” Jack reasoned, setting a hand on his brother’s shoulder. “You have to stay, she can’t suspect you.”
“She shouldn’t lose her pup.”
“She has to, if that pup grows up here…”
“I know… I know. I just… He’s two weeks old… it’s too young. He’s too young to be taken.”
“L
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