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Weird Tingle

Ollie really did have a death wish.

Standing in front of a beast and degrading his species was asking for a pummeling until she was 6 feet under. His fangs glinted in her face. She was so close she could see the reflection of the sun on the sharply curved edges. They would always elicit a coil of nerve in her throat. It sent a strangle tingle to her nape. His chest brushed hers slightly and she swore she saw certain death in his eyes but she couldn't back off now. The damage had been done. Her hotheadedness could be blamed but no. Something about this wolf was agonising her internally and she only met him once. He made her gut turn with just his glazing eyes. She felt compelled by something unknown. Maybe, it was the fear she felt from being in his presence,  the oppression she felt under his scrutiny. She didn't like it. She really hated it.

Ivailo's strangled intake of breath brushed ove

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