"You look hungry. Can you walk by yourself?" Azrael looked at me in Donovans arms. I blushed.
I looked up at Donovan who just shrugged. "Lets see." Slowly he let my legs touch the ground and moved away. My legs felt great! Taking a step my knees buckled and six hands rammed forwards to catch my fall. "Maybe not." Taking my shoulders in his hand, Donovan lead me to a empty table. "What would you like for dinner?"
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