Chapter 70

“Are you sure I’ll be of use?”

“Yes, little mouse, I’m sure.” Alexei kissed his neck. Donal shook beneath his lips. “Now, no more of this melancholy. You have a place. It is with me. You have a mission, and you have your own ambitions in music to fulfill. I intend that we have very happy lives.”

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Colorado pack land

Main house

Tuesday noon