Elize smiled lazily and then rested her head in the crook of his arms. Suddenly she asked, "Are you tired, Caldy?" He had been holding her for so long. She yawned exposing her wee little fangs.
When would she mark me with these? He shook his head. "Never for you, love."
She grinned sleepily and then closed her eyes.
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"You are such a masochist!" Elize snorted after he said that she was simply too weak and needed more training.
