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he smiled "I still feel horrible he said carfull not to touch the scars |
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"no it's not,you were whipped" he said "by steel" he frowned "you were bleeding and now you have scars,because of me,why aren't you trying to kill me right now?" he asked |
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"Because i like you" He admitted a bit hesitant |
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he looked at him confused for a second "why would you still want to be my friend after i almost ruined or worse,ended your life!" he was shocked and confused and nothing was connecting right now |
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"Because you weren't the one holding the whip and I was the one who made the choice to beat up pack wolves" He answered |
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"but i-" he stopped,this was a losing arguement "just know I'mreally sorry" he sighed "you're a good friend,I like you to" he smiled "good person to be around" he added |
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He smiled, "Right now I have to somehow get my stuff from my house" He huffed. |
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"I could help" he offered "you know what,never mind,I've helped enough" he frowned and tried to change the subject "I heard a legend that every one has a pre-chosen mate" he said "is it true?" he asked "and if it is how do you know?" he added |
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"Yeah it's true, You feel a pull in your chest towards the person and your wolf would tell you" He answered while planning in his head how to sneak in |
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Chilly and Clear with Dropping Temps
