Chapter 75 Mitchelle

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The pungent smell of blood touched my nostrils, and I almost fucking laughed as the man under my boot trembled with his eyes wide as saucers ready to pop out any moment. I fed on his raw fear, the beast inside me roaring after months at the sight of blood.

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