The Feral Alpha’s Rejected Luna
crazykittyloveri'd apologize for bleeding on your shirtwoke up with scratches on my faceblushing and kicking my feetslit my wrist and black my eyes
And at night, we could light the fire and our my own little camping experience while still having all the comforts of home nearby.
His words send a thrill through me, but before I can respond, we've reached the porch steps. We climb them together, and I run my free hand along the smooth wooden railing, marveling at the craftsmanship.
When we reach the front door, I can't help but admire its beauty. It's a solid wooden door, intricately carved with a design that seems to echo the surrounding forest – leaves, vines, and what looks like a majestic wolf hidden among the foliage.
He reaches for the handle, an antique-looking brass piece that fits perfectly with the overall aesthetic of the house.
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