Nikolai Lantsov
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There is blood running down my chin. He grabbed my body again, and everything went wrong again. He did promise. Damn demon. Who this time suffered from his paws, no, from mine.
My breath is hitched and all my hands are covered in blood. Now I'm in my room, in the lvorets. I hear the creaking of the door to my chambers.
«Nicholai?» - I hear her voice
No. Just not this. I don't want her to see this.