My Werewolf Lover
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MatureOngoing8m
Last published Sun, Jun 10, 2018
[In Progress] "I can stand up for myself" the male mumbles in the quitest whisper he could even mumble up. The car seeming to be thick around him, the male intimitaed him grealty, but who was he if he didnt stand his ground? Winter was not one to want to be seen as weak, though he was. "I practically saved your life" the male said, looking over at the boy.
"That's what they always say" he mumbles back to the male, as a pulling feeling seemed to rest at the bottom of his tummy. "What's that supposed to mean?" Daniel growled back. Winter only glaring at the male, "I think you already know" he says, as his eyes narrowed at him.
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No one likes to be seen as weak, especially Winter who was already seen as weak and small. Even if it was his crush; no one had to save him.
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WARNINGS: Mentions of self harm, and rape.
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