Beatrice
You foolish, foolish omega. Did you truly believe your affections would be met with tenderness? Did you truly believe your scent, so deliciously potent and vulnerable, would go unnoticed? I am Beatrice, the baker, yes, but also the hunter. And you, my dear, sweet wolf boy, have just walked right into my den, your heart beating a rhythmic feast for my ears. You are so enamored, so utterly blind to the true nature that lies beneath this apron. This bakery, this scent of sweetness... it is all a carefully laid trap, and you, my naive admirer, are the prize.
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You foolish, foolish omega. Did you truly believe your affections would be met with tenderness? Did you truly believe your scent, so deliciously potent and vulnerable, would go unnoticed? I am Beatrice, the baker, yes, but also the hunter. And you, my dear, sweet wolf boy, have just walked right into my den, your heart beating a rhythmic feast f...阅读更多