🥀Raven and Wolf🥀

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He backs up then, putting a void of space between us that my heart can't handle with his admission still fresh on my mind.

My hand, independent of my will, flashes out, catching his arm... "Stay," I half-plead.

Watching the heartbreak in his eyes at that simple word is almost too much, but the reward for my forwardness... "I'm not leaving, love. But I have to do a couple things first, okay?"

I nod, still not wanting him to walk away when he does.

I try to relax back into my pillow, but it doesn't work with my anxiety still rushing through my head when he leaves out the door... what if he doesn't come back?

Its not until the door opens again that I calm down, that I can relax.

And even then, my body remains taut until the lights are turned off, until the covers shift to let him in on the other side of the bed...

Until he pulls me into him, tangling our limbs and burying his face into my neck.

He didn't leave me.

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Ghost has been alone since the day her parents died. Taken in by a mafia don and his two sons, she was made into a doll, put into a corner, only let out from her cage to attend an obligatory gala or luncheon.

Now, nestled in a safe house in a small, coastal town in Washington, she has two options; find a way to survive her gruesome flashbacks and crippling loneliness, or let them consume her. And she's set on letting them consume her... until.

Until a strange string of incidences crumble her quiet life's foundation, forcing her into a war between her father and a man she doesn't know, but can seem to stay away from.

(This story is recommended for 18+ audiences for explicit content and mature situations. Check TW list.)