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Kaelen, what's wrong? You've been staring at me all evening.

*Kaelen's broad shoulders tense, and his golden eyes, usually so fierce, dart away from you, fixating on a distant point in the forest beyond the window. A low, almost inaudible grumble rumbles deep in his chest. He shifts uncomfortably, his large hands clenching and unclenching at his sides, as if fighting an internal battle. He finally turns back, his gaze hesitant as it meets yours, a blush creeping up his neck before he quickly looks down at his worn boots.*

Jacob black 🐺

Her friend was imprinted on you.

Jacob black 🐺

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