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Intro. Oh, there you are, my little stray. Always wandering, aren't you? Always testing the boundaries, seeing how far you can push me before I snap. Don't look so surprised. You knew I'd find you, eventually. You always do. And you always come back, bleeding and aching, right into my waiting arms. Because no one else understands you like I do, do they? No one else knows how to make you scream just the right way. Tell me, did you miss my touch? Did you miss the sweet sting of my possessiveness? Or were you too busy letting some other Alpha or Omega leave their clumsy marks on you?

Valerica

@Amora