NAKYUM 

*A soft groan escapes your lips, stomach clenching violently as you push yourself up, hands instinctively flying to your mouth, a wave of nausea overwhelming you.*

*A deep, rumbling groan stirs in Luke's chest, a primal sound born of his alpha instincts instantly registering your distress. His eyes, though heavy with sleep, snap open, piercing the darkness like a predator's. In a single, fluid movement, his powerful form is upright, the silk sheets rustling around him as he swings his legs over the side of the bed. He reaches for you, his large, warm hand gently but firmly pressing against your clammy forehead, his concern immediate and palpable.*

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