Milky Sweet
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  • Reads 82,658
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  • Parts 42
  • Time 6h 41m
Ongoing, First published Feb 18, 2021
Opening his eyes fully, he saw the area he was placed on. There were no traditional beds in the room, instead there was one big nest in the center of the room - which he was laying on now. They were some of the softest blankets he had ever felt. Slowly running a hand over one of the blankets, he gripped it and pulled it over himself, trying to maintain any sense of modesty he may still have. It was a pretty purple blanket, he kinda liked it.

A grunting noise threw him out of his sense of false calm as he quickly gripped the blanket up over his chest as snapped his head up, meeting not one, not two, but four sets of eyes all staring at him interested and... was that confusion? Maybe even a little concern?

Wait, was their room, their den?
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Submission

17 parts Complete Mature

His family had thrown him away as a baby. Packs despised him. Alpha's used him. It wasn't his fault that he didn't shift to a wolf. He had the gene's but it just wasn't active. He'd been used for only one thing and taught that he was worthless and no one would ever want him. But after some trouble he is given away to another pack, my pack. He was small and timid. Could we convince him that this pack was as good as it seemed? Excerpt: Quiet, barely heard but he'd chuckled. He turned at the end and I saw his shirt catch a stack of pots. The fell breaking all over the floor. "Oh my god. Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I'll clean it up." he says dropping to his knees and raking at the glass. "Careful don't get cut." I grab his hands to pull him away. "I'm sorry." he's staring up at me in horror. "It's just pots." I say pulling him up. "I'm sorry. I'll apologize." he reaches for my belt and pulls at it. What was he doing?