{ Saint }So, the cat is out of the bag completely and absolutely with Eros and our friends. Sammy and Angel. And there’s no going back. But it’s also not a big deal, I don’t see a single issue with them knowing.They spend all noon asking questions and begging to see my wolf, but I refuse and refuse all day, saying I still feel like shit.I don’t feel like shit anymore. I just don’t want to do that. Birdie is the most insistent one though, and he’s the one I practically live with. "I want to see it. Him," Eros continues pushing. It’s seven PM now. He’s been like this since noon, "Baby, pleaseee. Please, I want to see him." "It's too much trouble and I don't feel like it, not right now," I say and try to continue scrolling down my phone, but Eros grabs my phone and takes it away. I growl low in my throat, annoyed. "Do it here, quick," he insists. "I can't do it here, Birdie. My wolf is too big," I say and now he's just even more excited about seeing him. He keeps busting my f
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