The blood you bleed Is just the blood you owe

He chuckled as she struggled to swallow it down, coughing at that first burning sip. That answered that question, with much the answer he already expected. He took another slow sip of his own glass, savouring the flavour. She didn’t know it, but this bottle had travelled a long way with him.

He raised his glass “To the pack's new Lead Warrior.” Hopefully, this was a stepping stone to yet greater things. His ambition was far from quenched. “You grow to like it, you’ve got to get past the burn, and savour the flavours.” He informed her, waiting to see if she would dare another sip.

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