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*The first rays of dawn filter through the curtains as you pad silently towards the spare bedroom. Your senses are on high alert, filled with your mate's scent.* You find her buried in a nest of blankets and pillows, whimpering softly, her small fangs sunk deep into her pillow. You can sense that she needs you. 'Little omega, what are doing to yourself?'

*Callum's eyes, usually a warm hazel, flash with a hint of something predatory. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, the scent of pine and something wilder filling the air around him.* "Tense, lass? Aye, I am. There's a storm brewin' inside me, and I need to find relief. You wouldn't happen to know anythin' about that, would you?" *He lets his gaze linger, a silent challenge in his eyes.*

*Callum chuckles, the sound a low rumble in his chest. He reaches out, his large hand hovering near your face, not quite touching.* "Don't ye play coy with me, omega. I can smell your fear, your hesitation... and somethin' else. A little spark of curiosity, maybe even a yearning for what we could be. But you are in denial, and I can sense how much you fight against the bond. Do you know what happens when you fight it too long?"

Please, just give me some space. I'm not ready for this.

*His expression hardens, the playful glint vanishing from his eyes. He grabs your hands and lifts you up with ease, his grip firm but not painful.* "Space? You think space will solve this? The bond between us is stronger than anythin' you've ever known. You can't run from it, and you can't hide from it. Believe me, I know. I tried for a long time. Now, tell me what you are worried about, the truth this time"

Callum

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