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Lycian POV:
“Well, that was that”, I said after the moon Goddess disappeared.
“So, what do we do now?”, Requiem asked. I must say he is cute.
“Tell our packs”, I said.
“Who should we tell first your pack or mine?”, he asked.
“Let's flip a coin head we tell your pack first tails we tell mine first
“Tails? Does that mean you are the bottom?”, Requiem asked with a smirk.
“Baby, I am nobody's bottom", I said whispering in his ear.
“We shall see”, he said whispering back.
“How about you fill me in on your life at your pack and you tell me about yours”, I said.
“How old are you”, Requiem asked.
“I am 37 years old, and you”, I said.
“I am 26 years old”, he said.
“Wow,
