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She doesn’t make any kind of fuss about biting these days; when you have as much power as she does, it only makes sense to freely share it. Wessex would give as generously as the Voice did, and offers an encouraging nod to Alexander if he’s hesitant. She still hisses when he breaks the skin, still steadies herself as the sensations rush through her, making one leg feel particularly weak and a heat begin to curl in her belly.
Taking a moment after he pulls away, she exhales needlessly and then nods again. “Of course. It’s what I’m here for.” And then the marks are physically gone, nanites closing the wounds up, and she tugs her sleeve back down over her wrist. Snow crunches under her heel as she turns to the left and leads them onward, pausing only when a screech pierces the air. Loki comes to a sudden halt above them, not wanting to go any further. Luckily, there’s another dark fork in the hedges, and casting a glance at Varus, Wessex ducks into it, changing their course.
“She’s getting around the Grounds,” Wessex murmurs to the men. “Either that, or we have a Banshee problem.”
Taking a moment after he pulls away, she exhales needlessly and then nods again. “Of course. It’s what I’m here for.” And then the marks are physically gone, nanites closing the wounds up, and she tugs her sleeve back down over her wrist. Snow crunches under her heel as she turns to the left and leads them onward, pausing only when a screech pierces the air. Loki comes to a sudden halt above them, not wanting to go any further. Luckily, there’s another dark fork in the hedges, and casting a glance at Varus, Wessex ducks into it, changing their course.
“She’s getting around the Grounds,” Wessex murmurs to the men. “Either that, or we have a Banshee problem.”
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