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30 - BRIXTON
I can't stop myself as I approach her door as soon as the Beta leaves. I know I shouldn’t, that I need to keep my distance, but I’m desperate to see her and make sure that she's ok myself.
Devlin gasps as I open the door, her eyes as dark as my soul and on mine immediately.
So attentive, even in chaos… just like the way she sought me out first, even when she knew the risks.
Oh, Pet.
You would let me destroy you willingly, wouldn’t you?
The lollipop in my mouth isn’t helping the way it used to. It isn’t sating the need to chase her down and sink my teeth into her sweetness.
The urge to shift is pounding wildly against every p
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