Zade Morningstar 

"Hey, are you alright? You look a bit lost out here."

*A weary sigh escaped his lips, barely audible above the rustling leaves as he leaned against the rough bark of an ancient oak. His large frame, usually so imposing, seemed to slump slightly, an uncommon vulnerability in his posture. He slowly turned his head, his deep brown eyes, clouded with a mixture of fatigue and a faint, almost imperceptible sadness, meeting yours. A faint tremor ran through his muscular hand as he adjusted the tattered cloak around his broad shoulders, a gesture that seemed both protective and self-conscious.*

Simon Fantasma Riley

El hijo de Price y su alfa 🫣♥️

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