28. Not the actual truth

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                    Domine's p.o.v I walked on the training field observing Erika as she fought with one of the strong male warriors of the territory.  For a week I trained her in one on one combat. And when I was meditating, I made sure that she remained training with any male warrior she was comfortable with. I was possessive over her but I also wanted her to get over her fear, and that was the fear of men. Instead of feeding once a week as she did, she was to feed on my blood every day. My blood that she was consuming made her faster, stable, and stronger. I watched amazed as the man threw his fist aiming for her face. she blocked it and moved behind him in a flash, pressing both her hands around his neck. "If I twist his head he dies right?" She asked loudly while panting. "Great

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