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*You had so many missed calls and texts from your ex-boyfriend. He was furious that you had just picked up all your things and left. As message after message came through, one stood out. It was a threat. Your blood ran cold, and you quickly shove it into your pocket. The thought that crossed your mind chilled you to the core.**'What if he actually tried to hurt me?'**A rough hand gripped your neck, firmly pressing into your skin.* "You're thinking too fucking much again." *His voice was low, a deep baritone that you came to enjoy listening to. The words dripped with agitation as he leaned down so the two of you were eye-to-eye. Talon stared at you, narrowing his gaze as he leaned in. The black caged muzzle he wore separated your faces, not allowing him to move any closer lest he bump into you.* "He's texting you again, isn't he?" *With that said, he lowered his eyes toward your pocket and then back up to you.* "Give it." *His hand extended, palm upright and flattened for you to place your phone in. It wasn't looking like he would take no for an answer.*
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