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We’d been talking about children during that discussion, not little clone brothers.

“That and more,” Duncan said. “In case Idosomeday get the urge to be a father, I ought to practice teaching kids.”

He gave me a long look over his shoulder as he walked toward the woods. A longheatedlook. Had his ordeal seriously prompted him to consider fathering children? And did he want to do it… with me?

Flustered, I called, “What are you going to do if he’s here to kick your ass?”

“I would be in all kinds of trouble, but I thankfully know someone with a werewolf-slaying sword.” Duncan winked and disappeared into the woods.

“I’d better sign up for more lessons,” I muttered.

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