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We are now in the kitchen enjoying our dinner. "This food tastes amazing!" I scoff as I see Worrick stuffing his face like a child. I can't help but want to stare at Nic right now. I felt kind of nervous when I got to the door of his room. "I want to tell you guys more about me. Which, surprises me when I've never been this comfortable around people." "Then that means we've won your trust. If you wanna talk, then let's talk." "Ok. I was born a Tag, obviously. My father made a promise to me when I was just a newborn. He was facing death. He knew he had to get himself killed, in able to save me. He was the highest rank of Tags. An S/-. S/-'s have never been around until my father proved he was. And because he was an S/-, people thought I would be just like him so they wanted me dead when they found out his mate, my mother, was expecting his child. They didn't want for another S/- to exist. I still remember the letter he wrote right before death took him from me."

" 'The city would have seen you dead. But I will have it your home. And every soul. Who wishes you harm. Will be struck down. Just as sure as my blood runs in your veins. You. Will return to me.' I pause, remembering how I felt that night.

I was only a few hours born when I was practically ripped from my father's arms. My mother never loved me. I was her mistake. I was never part of her plans. Maybe I was when she was with my father but. She always blamed me for his death. In a way. I do the same. She means nothing to me. She just raised me for 14 years then left me behind. Because of her, I suffered so much but I learned a lot on my own. I'm glad the bitch left. I'm way better off without her." "I'm sorry." "Don't be. I know you can both relate." "Wait. You know about. Our past?" "Oh~ I have my ways. Anyway. There was a name my father gave me." "What was it?" "My Littlest wolf." "I don't know how else to respond." "You won't know how to respond either when I tell you that... I was actually born a girl." "...That's a joke right?" I look at him with a serious expression.  "I see." "I'm transgender female to male. I've always been this way." "I would have never guessed that." "No one does." Nic has been quiet during this.

It's late now. I don't think I'm gonna sleep tonight. I'm probably gonna stay up and guard the place. I'm already in Nic's room. I'm just sitting crisscross at the window sill staring out watching as people walk by. The normals at least. I have Kovu on my lap. I sigh. I feel a pair of eyes staring at me but I already know it's him. He taps my shoulder, I shiver from his touch. I turn towards him. He's shirtless and wearing only black sweatpants. My heart rate increases. He has such a detailed, strong and amazing body figure. What are these emotions I'm feeling? "Yes?" "Do you want to sleep on the bed or?" "I'm fine here. I don't mean to kick you out of your bed too." "Why don't we just share the bed?" "Really I'm fine. I may not even sleep tonight. I kind of have the habit of guarding and stay up all night." "Ok. If you want, you're welcome to." "Thank you." The atmospheric is kind of awkward. He climbs in bed and I continue to admire how beautiful it looks tonight.

A few hours pass by and even though I would prefer not to invade Nic's personal space, I join him. I'm staring at him in his deep slumber. It's kind of creepy of me to do this but. I find it peaceful. I never knew how beautiful he was until I met him. He is truly a gorgeous man. My eyes begin to become heavy, and sleep wins me.

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