THE ALPHA I REJECTED IS MY ROOMMATE

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with her eyes closed and let it run over the cut on her lip and the bruise bu

minutes kept filling up wit

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. Just the moment after. Ground under her spine and his body across her chest, and that face close enough that she could see the exact gra

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the water cooler. Stood in it until her

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orner. Stepped out into the steam. Her cropped hair dripped cold

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ing to, that specific rhythm. He'd gone running after th

drop on her wrist, one on her throat. Rubbed it in fast

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les, and it had

t where everything simplified down to breath and pace and the ground under his

dn't

ound, the feel of a soft body, full lips and something that didn't make sense under his

ed straight for the bathroom and was already

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thigh, cropped hair dripping, water still tracking down a coll

t the wall.

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seen a guy wrap a

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the next part out before he'd clea

colour move u

ich made no sense, which was deeply interesting, which made

on day one, only closer now, only stronger, only worse because the steam had made everything more concentra

ved c

to them. Whatever was happening in t

he mouth, and the skin that didn't look like any of the other sixty wolves in this building. "We're both men. Nothing you've got that I

shifted in

be ridi

n observation because it was one.

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his hand found the edge of the towel,