Runaway From The Alpha

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king me struggle for a long time. Suddenly, a number popped into my head, which was the date I saw in that p

. I secretly clicked my tongue, I really wanted to hide from this truth and hope that, as soon as I woke

vision, and kitchen utensils, there was nothing left. Seems like I never th

prayed sincerely or for some other reason, but the pain subsided, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I took off the duster, and immedi

d for some reason, Bernie'

ittle more careful from no

ck carpet. Although the carpet was dusty, at least it didn't cause me to fall. Only then did I reali

nt to eat

voice was so indulgent like he wanted to give me ever

ock for a moment, it was still too early, and the sudden sleepiness brought tears to my eyes. Thinking for a

knock on the door outside. I jumped in anticipat

am I d

he door. I wanted to ignore him but then the bell rang so loudly, my head

n. I'm here to

"take you home" stimulate my heart, making it jump without a beat. It's like a

t think straight, and my head is still a mess like a skein of wool. At that q

st?” I sighed, softly saying

his unsightly facial expression above the monitor. He gasped, growling, “Dylan,

can't accept it comfortably. I wanted to cut Bernie off, but I heard him say again:

t. I leaned back, and the image of our high school days flashed in my mind. Bernie once be

, my numb body was tightly held by invisible forces. Sometimes in my dreams, I will also wake up from those fierce

calm down. After a long time, when my legs were tired, I remembered, Bernie was still sitting o

ps the memory in my head rose, and I grieve for him. As soon as he saw me, Bernie quickly stood

ouch me but was discovered and dodged by me. This is just my instinctive reaction

breath and sai

htened as if he was afraid I would disappear. Bernie's breath on the back of my neck, he's smelling

, you're driv

me so suddenly. Bernie bit me for a long time, I felt like I

"Pain, Bernie, yo

away. I didn't need to look in the mirror to know that my neck was now stained with pale blo

ct of Bernie. I wanted to push Bernie away, but I

as too scared, sor

now, poor Bernie is so bad, I can't mercilessly push him away. I froze, embarrassed to

d. Apparently, Bernie used to bite and lick me like that before. The more I think about it, th

tery, I don't kno

ld you do that?” I ch

uctuate like mine right now. I don't know the reason, but I feel e

Bernie's lap, I smell the familiar scent in the memory, and the insecurities a

be to cry loudly, but I couldn't control it. I cried so hard I couldn't

cry like this, I feel m

dare. He knew my feelings weren't right, so he became even more careful with me. That

ere still on my face. I left Bernie a shadow, “

g room only had a few sofas, which I cleaned up before opening the door. After the door clos

happened wi

ned around, facing Bernie's hurtful, concerned gaze. I can

d: “Sorry, Bernie. I seem