“Michael enough.” Sigh said gently, motioning him over. He went over to his keeper, and glanced back at Marcus and his mother. She looked tormented, her eyes dark and wary. He felt bad for the poor human woman, who bore a half blooded child. She wasn't meant for this, but then, after it was all over, none of this would even matter anymore. Michael followed Sigh down the hall to the elevators. “You know better than that.” The thin hawk like man said as the doors closed, giving them some privacy.

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