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wolves, fallen angels, and the dangerous ones who only soften for you.
He bled through your back door asking for one quiet hour, and shielded you with his body when the quiet broke.
He fell out of a torn sky and crashed onto your balcony, bleeding silver and refusing every hand you offer.
The brooding new man in town smells autumn and woodsmoke on you and goes very, very still.
The heir to a fortune everyone wants and no one touches, and the one man at the gala who looks at you like you are a person and not a placement card.
Three years of silence, and now he's leaning in the doorway of your seminar like no time passed at all.
Everyone at Halloran University watches him. He has never once cared, until the one person in the room refuses to watch back.
Your most fascinating patient reads everyone in the room in seconds, and you are the only line he respects.
