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~47~ SUBTLE YEARNING

作者: Lavender Pen
last update publish date: 2026-06-16 04:17:07

BELLA

The rain comes down in sheets, but instead of running for cover, the wolves laugh and cheer. Some are even crying with joy.

I don't feel joy. All I feel is dread.

My eyes stay locked on Rhain. He stands in the middle of the field, his head tilted back, his eyes closed as the rain washes over his face.

He looks... peaceful. The tension in his shoulders has eased up, the lines around his mouth softening. He looks... so pretty like this.

Those soft lips...long lashes, ethereal jawline
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