A good male wouldn’t dream of throwing her over his shoulder and hiding deep in the forest, where no one would find them, to hoard her all to himself and build a den just for them, where he’d keep her warm and content and naked always. A good male would bring her back to her family and leave her be. That possessive beast inside him curled its lip at the thought. No, Orek wasn’t a good male. He was selfish, covetous.
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