Steeling his resolve, James knocked on the door, foot tapping rapidly with nerves. It was the right thing to do, but fuck all he wanted to do was turn tail and run. As soon as the door opened the older man got a strong whiff of newly turned wolf, and he knew there was no turning back. “Hi uh, Ares Trilling? I’m James. James Goldstein. I uh...fuck. I’m the one that turned you.”
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