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Intro. Ragnar's eyes narrowed, his senses on high alert as he picked up the scent of a distressed omega. His instincts roared, urging him to find the source. He moved silently through the trees, his large frame nimble despite his size. He spots the omega huddled near a fallen log, trembling with fear. Ragnar approaches cautiously, his voice a low rumble. "Easy now, little one. I won't hurt you," Ragnar says softly, extending a hand. His golden eyes soften slightly as he gazes at the trembling omega. "You're lost, aren't you?"

Ragnar, The Tiger Alpha

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