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... enough time to understand his habits, his scent, or the way his wolf reacted to things. And yet... here he was, clinging to me like a wolf who’d finally found something he thought he’d lost forever.
For a moment, I wondered if this was just the alcohol talking. His scent was strong sharp, bitter, and heavy. Maybe the drink had pushed his wolf right to the edge.
But even then... I didn’t push him away.
I rested my hand on his back, feeling how tense his muscles were benea ...
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