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degrepski
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His hackles rose. Or, at least, they would have if he was a wolf.
He put a protective arm around her, pulling her closer to him, letting her feel his warmth, his gentleness.
"He will not have you," he growled low. "You're safe with me."
He kissed her cheek, imparting his promise.
He put a protective arm around her, pulling her closer to him, letting her feel his warmth, his gentleness.
"He will not have you," he growled low. "You're safe with me."
He kissed her cheek, imparting his promise.