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Ares' Fantasy
“Morrigan.” I whispered my name. It was the first time I had spoken to another person since… I swallowed back tears when the last words I had spoken aloud came back to me. ‘It’s a girl?’ “Morrigan.” Ares repeated my name. He seemed to be tasting it, seeing how it felt in his mouth as the word formed and rolled off his tongue. I liked how he said my name - it wasn’t just the fact he had an accent; it was rare for me to hear it spoken rather than barked before I was given a command. He tipped my head up a little and now he was looking at my eyes rather than into them. “I’ve never had the honor of seeing a white wolf in the flesh before,” I did not correct him as he turned my head gently and looked at my features in more detail, “you’re a pretty thing.” His hand dropped from my
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