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Not much, Honey replied, but I'd like to know all that I can. If...if you'd teach me. I don't want to burden anyone. Her voice was low and soft, not wanting to overstep. Honey was asking a favor, and an intimate one at that, for it wasn't always easy for a wolf to share her personal beliefs with a stranger.
I wasn't raised in a religious pack, but when I met my mate, we agreed to raise our first litter under the belief in something...bigger. Honey smiled as she remembered their tiny bodies latched onto her, so innocent and docile, untainted by evil. But they're no longer with us. Two of them were stolen, the other two...
Please tell me more about Molech.