He's Whipped
I huffed, "You call this love? You almost buried your canines to her marking spot?"
He sighed, "It was you,"
My brows furrowed, "Me? What did I do wrong for you to cheat on me?"
"I wanted you, your—" he pointed at my body.
"Oh, so you only wanted this?" I pointed at myself. Specifically, my body.
"Crest, being in a relationship requires a lot. Especially we're wolves. We know ourselves. Our kind need physical activity more than a normal being. But you won't let me,"
"Physical activity, like s*x?"
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