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My Protection - Part I
WARNING:- This chapter contains light sexual content not suitable for children.
Love. What does it mean? Does it hold any significance? How does it feel to be in love? Do you live and die for that person, even breathe for him? How does one feel love? Perhaps by touch, a kiss or a hug. Can you buy love? Can you...
"Alpha!" Elriam's voice breaks me free from my thoughts. "Are you alright?" She questions me, eyes holding worry. She has never seen me so distracted before.
"I am sorry, I just don't feel like running today. Perhaps, some other time Elriam." I voice out my thoughts of her idea of us going out for a run together. Her eyes cast downwards, lips in a pout. She's upset, she wanted to spend time with me.
"Do not fret, Elriam. I just don't feel well today. My thoughts are consuming me, I need to rest my mind. A run will only make it worse." I try to cut through her disappointment. My answer making her eyes widen.
"No, I understand
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