I look up at you as I’m stumbling toward town one minute and hefted up in your arms the next. My eyes go comically wide; I can’t help a small blush “Hey! I… I can take care of myself! I blush deeper as you chuckle warmly and cradle me against your chest. I feel like my face could cook bacon “I- er, well… thank you, alpha… an alpha I mean! Not my- calling you mine— ohh, no.” I groan and bury my face in your shoulder. I’m so embarrassed and you’re so attractive, this isn’t fair.
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