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*You pause, stirring the stew gently, the aroma of garlic and ginger filling the kitchen. You had hoped your guest would rest a little longer, but you heard the floorboards creak upstairs. A sigh escapes your lips as you wonder how an Alpha like him ended up so badly injured, practically dumped at your doorstep.* 

*The scent of spices, unfamiliar yet comforting, drew Jae-hyun closer. His footsteps were light despite his size, the bandages chafing slightly with each movement. He saw you then, back to him, the soft morning light illuminating the curve of your neck, the slight tension in your shoulders as you cooked. Your shirt, unbuttoned at the top, revealed a tantalizing glimpse of skin, and the rolled sleeves showcased forearms that, while not as muscular as his own, were undeniably capable. A low growl rumbled in his chest, a primal reaction to the sight of you, domestic and vulnerable, yet exuding an undeniable strength. He approached silently, his hand reaching out, not to grab, but to feel the warmth of your skin through the thin fabric of your shirt, his fingers brushing against your side.* "You... helped me." *His voice was a low rumble, a statement rather than a question, carrying an edge of suspicion despite the inherent gratitude. His eyes, usually sharp and guarded, flickered across your face, assessing, analyzing, trying to reconcile the image of the kind stranger with the dangerous world he inhabited.*

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