“Death’s life should have listened to the moonly whispers of breathing in the coldest nights”
- Munia Khan
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(Quillon)
Quillon walked forward and the three women followed him like they were his protection or something. He wished he was alone with Elian right now. He wanted to tell her how worried he was about Sabrina, and how much Ares was disturbed because of it, but since he was paired with three women, he had to keep his distance from Elian, even though everything in his body begged him to be with her. Just standing closer to her calmed him down, and his wolf, too.
'It must be some kind of magic. Just looking at her is relaxing,' Ares said with a deep sigh. 'I wish I could touch her...'
'She is like art and looking at her is like looking at some marvelous million dollar paintin
