our new wilderness
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  • Reads 4,923
  • Votes 401
  • Parts 8
  • Time 54m
Complete, First published Aug 02, 2020
Mature
Brett used to smell like rosin, varnished wood, warm cotton in the morning and bubble tea in the late afternoon. A homely scent; an omega's scent.

Now, he just smelled like blood.

(In which the author is forced to write a fic but ends up liking it anyway, sucker that she is.)
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