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Trayrock, Present Time“You know your mum didn’t come to the pub to have breakfast and gossip, don’t you?” Cameron told Aislen as they took the stairs up to the second level. He kept his voice low so that it didn’t echo off the concrete of the stairwell, though the shuffle of feet behind them as the humans who followed them came to a standstill watching as Heath creaked open the door all but muffled his words.“All clear,” Heath decided. “But keep them back here while I check the hallway.” He slipped through the opening and Cameron caught the door with his hand, holding it open while they watched as Heath crept from door to door. He paused at one, looked back at them, and pointed to the door indicating someone inside before moving on.“I know what you’re thinking,” Aislen was amused she told herself, although there was an underlying pain beneath the humour. “Literally. That she came because she wants to see me. I doubt it. You know, I was in Rideten for years, and she never came and s
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Trayrock, Present Time“Let’s have a look,” Cameron crouched next to Toby. The man was fucked up. “Blood?” Cameron looked up at Aislen who leaned over, one hand braced against the wall, unable to bend around the obstacle of her stomach.Talen and Heath were examining the barricade at the door and speaking with the patients who had created it. The humans who had attacked the hospital with them were searching room by room, removing patients to the stairs frantically.“What the fuck happened to you?” Toby rasped taking in Aislen’s very obvious pregnancy.“Ate something bad,” Aislen replied flippantly. “Hybrid pregnancy comes with supernatural superspeed babies apparently. Let’s hope the delivery is swift and painless. I doubt it though. I expect my cunt will split in two squeezing this thing out, and I fully expect to be screaming abuse at the men who put it in there all the while. They’re going to be making this up to me for, like forever. But enough about me, what is going on here? Wha
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