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Connor stopped once she grabbed him, his arm growing tense as he spun to look at her. He never man handled her nor would he ever lay a hand on her, but this was crossing a line for him. He hated the human race with every ounce of who he was and to have her sleeping with one was even worse for him. To know that she was throwing away their motherâs memory was hard on him and standing there, looking at her, it made him angrier.Â
âI donât have to,â Connor spat. âMom is dead because of people like them. Our people have been murdered and tortured and raped by them and yet there you are, spreading your legs for one like he wouldnât choke you in a second.â
âYou donât know anything about him or what Iâve been doing,â she spat at him.  âYes, Mom is dead because of humans but not every human in the world killed Mom. Not every human is as bad as the stories make them seem. You just have to realize that!â










