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... in his mind.
Biya walked outside the hall.
"A dose to suppress my rut."
Soon, a dark figure emerged from the shadows in the corner. His confidant respectfully handed him a blue-filled syringe.
The needle slid slowly into his skin, and the agitation within his body gradually subsided.
Biya closed his eyes, then opened them again. He stared at the dim moon, obscured by dark clouds in the night sky, and slowly let out a breath.
He couldn’t allow himse ...
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