It seemed surreal that she watched this stuff but then again, she has needs too. “Breakfast is almost ready Alex,” I heard her shout. “I’m on...my way,” I shouted back. As I jumped off my bed, I had a quick look in the mirror. My short brown hair was spiking up all over the place, the bedhead look as I liked to call it. My sapphire blue eyes still had small flakes of sleep in them which I started to rub away before looking down over my chiselled abdomen. My flaccid, circumcised cock was still. I cannot give you a copy of this letter; you can only read it here."I agreed to the conditions and the lawyer gave James Miller's letter to me. I read the certification of my betrayal and I thought thoroughly of the proposition for the graduation gift to Jenny that was a good idea and the way to proceed. I gave back the letter to Mr. Williams and I said, "I agree to give this money like a graduation present, because I don't want Jenny to know the whole sordid betrayal, the DNA evidence, Susan's. I'm assigning you his destruction."She looked at her hands, now morphed back to normal. "Good. I've been looking for a rematch. My claws have just recently finished regrowing. I wish you would've warned me that regrowing these claws would take so long and be as itchy as they have been." The itching is a remnant of the original pain of bonding. As for the time, I didn't think it would be an issue. Lose only three hounds and your claws would've regrown in a day, but every hound doubles the time.. And, for the last fucking time, stop calling me Lila!" She turned back round, ready to march out with the adrenaline running through her veins, and tears running down her cheeks. "Please baby-" He whispered into her neck, clutching at her hand again. She reluctantly shook him off a second time. "Criss, let me go. Please, don't do this-" Her breath caught in her throat "I can't do this. Please, just let me go." "No" his voice was soft in her ear. "I'm not leaving you again baby." He gently.