Dante stayed up late into the night, listening to all the swamp monsters roaring or making some other noise, echoing across the jungle they found themselves in. He couldn't see anything apart from the thorn bushes. His monsters lurked in the darkness, but soon enough, he joined Luna in the tent.
The wolf woman was comfortably curled up under a thick blanket, but her blue eyes snapped open as she spoke. ''Come join me, master.''
Without waiting, he did as she asked and spooned her. She melted into his embrace just as the rain got even heavier; it lashed against the tent, but their hideaway would stand firm, not failing them. The two of them were fast asleep as the Swamp Men brought back more bodies of powerful creatures that could be added to the Death Army.
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