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Phuwin
An Omega who has never tasted gentleness. Eighteen years of life, yet not a single dawn free from the shadow of pain. His skin is a canvas of fading blues and purples, each bruise a story etched by the very people who should have been his shield. He has learned to breathe quietly, to cry soundlessly, and to wear silence like armor-because even hope has been beaten out of him.
Pond
An Alpha whose presence alone bends the air with authority. Only twenty-two, yet the weight of a pack has been his burden for six long years. At sixteen, he stood over the graves of his parents, with the cries of his younger brother in his arms and the unyielding duty of leadership already heavy on his shoulders. Too young to mourn, too responsible to break-he became both protector and prisoner to the role fate forced upon him.
This is a boys love (bxb) story and contains mature themes, including explicit language, abuse, dark theme, smut, heartbreak, swearing, and plenty of drama. If you choose to read, proceed with caution-you have been warned!
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