Drake stared the trainers down, furious. ‘I am Raell’s special slave! She kept me in a separate pen, she caught me herself! I WANT REAL FOOD!!’ ...he trainers ignored his claims and clamp collared him, dragging a struggling Drake out. ‘What the hell is going on?’ The trainers and Drake turned around, and Drake felt his stomach drop as the silvered eyes glared at him. ‘My special slave? You are NOT my special slave!’ Raell snapped her fingers, and Drake felt his body explode into pain. He knew he. He hoped that his gifts of the last month had convinced her he meant no harm. He realized with surprise that he wanted to be her friend, he wanted to help her. And not just because she was cute and female, he wanted company. He wanted someone to help him, and someone he could help.“I can fix that,” he said, nodding slowly at her leg. “If you let me, I can make you better.”She just stared at him from the side, holding the knife at his throat in her trembling hand.“You are sick,” he said, trying. More

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