Lost Creek Hollow Giggle and the flames grow higher

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He cracked his eyes open to squint at his helper, her pelt immediately reminding him of @Ancelin.

She spoke again. This time, he caught what she said but it took several beats for Atreus to comprehend.

He didn’t register anything else she said as he grappled with those three words: “Someone neutered you.” Masque hadn’t torn out his guts like he’d thought, she’d shredded his manhood. That was somehow even worse.

The physical torment was nearly unbearable and now the psychic pain of being violently castrated by his cousin made Atreus’s blood feel like it was boiling. He slumped back, eyes closed again.

Kill me, Atreus sobbed. Please, just put me out of my misery.