His Bond Was a Cage
One hour that was mine. I did not know what to do with it.
I bought a coffee. Not on a tray, not for him. For me.
On the seawall, my wolf lifted her head for the first time in months.
End of Chapter 4
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveOne hour that was mine. I did not know what to do with it.
I bought a coffee. Not on a tray, not for him. For me.
On the seawall, my wolf lifted her head for the first time in months.
End of Chapter 4
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