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Rarity, Then, where are we going? — I asked Vidar as we left the hotel lobby. "Well, first we need a taxi," — he said, walking towards the road and hailing a taxi effortlessly. "Wait, why don't we just walk? It's a very pleasant night." Vidar opened the taxi door for me. "We're on a tight schedule, love." — He motioned for me to get in. Not seeing the point in arguing, I got into the car, and Vidar got in behind me. He had a plan. The driver said something in French, presumably asking for our destination. Catching me off guard, Vidar provided the location in perfect French. "You speak French?" — I asked him, surprised. "I know how to speak several languages," — he responded as if it were no big deal. "It's normal for an Alpha to learn different languages. It makes communication easier with other packs around the world." I nodded and quickly reached for the seat belt as the car pulled away from the curb. How could one person be so perfect? He was handsome, strong, kind, and i

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Rarity I raced down the street as fast as my legs could carry me, still clutching Vidar's credit card in my hand. I remembered passing a grocery store when we got out of the taxi earlier, and fortunately, I was correct about its location. But where did I need to go? I ran even faster. I didn't glance back to see if Vidar was following me. I had no doubt he would catch up. In fact, I expected him to. I had given up on staying away. But first, I needed to reach that supermarket. I knocked on the store doors and smiled brightly. It only took a second for strong arms to encircle my waist. I was pulled back into a firm chest. "Where do you think you're going?" Vidar growled in my ear. I turned to face him and wrapped my arms around his neck, smiling. He seemed surprised by my display of affection. "You took a while to catch up," I said. He tightened his arms around me. "I wanted to see where you were going." "Were you afraid I'd run away and spend all your money?" I teased, wavi

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Rarity The Eiffel Tower glowed with a million twinkling lights. It was breathtaking. The radiant monument illuminated the city of Paris, casting a warm yellow shine while we all gazed at it. I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. "So, was this what you were waiting for?" I asked Vidar. He nodded, watching me with a smile that took my breath away. When I was a kid, my mom and I used to come here every year after the Alpha Conference to watch the lights come on. She would take me to that store we went to and buy the most expensive bottle of wine they had. After that, we would buy bread and cheese at the grocery store at the end of the road, and then we would sit here and watch the Eiffel Tower light up under the stars. She even let me have my own glass of wine. It was one of my favorite days of the year—one of the reasons I love Paris. I never saw this side of Vidar. I had seen him as a fierce lover and a caring guardian, but I had never seen his vulnerable side.

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After I finally pushed Vidar off of me, feeling embarrassed about having a hot make-out session in public, we took a taxi to a place where Vidar said there would be a lot of cute stores for us to stroll. The architecture of Paris surprised me. All the buildings were so beautiful and cohesive. The stores were cool too. It was a pity that they were completely out of my price range. While we continued to walk, I couldn't help but wonder if we were close to my mother. This area looked like where my mother lived based on my memory from the last time I visited her. It had been a very long time, but I remembered it vividly. She lived in an apartment above a store called E. Dehillerin, a small and cute kitchen products store. I loved walking through the store when I had visited with my father years ago, especially because it took me closer to my mother. "Vidar?" He looked at me. "Do you know if we are near a store called E. Dehillerin? A friend told me about it before I came, and I wa

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I could hear my heart beating in my ears as I ran through the streets of Paris to where I hoped my mother lived. I couldn't stop looking back, hoping to see Vidar turn the corner and run back to me. But he never came. By a stroke of luck, I managed to get into my mother's building and soon after, I found myself standing in front of the door to her apartment. I knocked on the door quickly, praying to God that someone was in. Otherwise, all would have been in vain. "Just a second!" I heard somebody shout from the other side of the door. I nervously wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans as I scanned the top and bottom of the extremely chic hallway, hoping that Vidar wouldn't appear, climbing the steps behind me before I had the chance to speak with my mother. This place was very beautiful. I knew my mother's husband was rich, but I didn't remember her living in such a luxurious place. The door opened, and my mother was in front of me, drying her wet hands on her apron. She hadn't looke

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I stared, unable to believe what she was telling me. "Is that why you didn't come here when you arrived in Paris?" my mother asked. "Because you met your partner?" I nodded slowly, still shocked that we were having this conversation. She turned to look at me with a pained expression on her face. "Mommy?" I asked. "Are you a werewolf?" She turned to me and shook her head. "No, no, of course not. I am human like you." "But do you have a companion?" I asked. She nodded. I swallowed. How common was it for humans to have companions? And how did I not know my mother had one? I didn't know she was part of the world of werewolves. Did my mother not want me in her life? To not tell me about one of the most important aspects... "What's his name?" my mother asked. I assumed she was asking about Vidar. "It doesn't matter," I said. "I'm going home tomorrow." "Aren't you going to keep him?" I shook my head. "No. No, I can't." My mother stared at me for a few seconds, looking hesitant.

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Rarity None of us said anything during the entire journey back to the hotel. Vidar kept me in his lap, alternating between nibbling the mark on my neck and licking the wound on my face. At first, I was completely disgusted by him licking my face, but a low growl from him silenced me. I could imagine what the taxi driver must have thought – that we were crazy. I considered speaking with him to try to explain, but I couldn't tell whether he was mad at me or angry because I was hurt. Perhaps it was both. I didn't want to risk irritating him even more. We silently made our way back to the house for him to calm down. His body returned to normal, although his breathing remained irregular. Once at the hotel, he picked me up and carried me all the way to our room. We received some strange looks on the way, but thankfully, nobody said anything. In our room, he immediately took me to the private bathroom and placed me on the counter, positioning himself between my legs. "Kyle!" he shoute

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Rarity I stared at the phone, my thumb hovering over the screen, lost in thought. My plan was to book a flight when Vidar wasn't looking. Then I would escape to the airport sometime during the night, perhaps even be home by morning. I knew this might be my only chance to do it. Glancing at the bathroom door, a part of me anxiously waited for Vidar to come out, discover what I was doing, and stop me. Fear overwhelmed me; it was all too much. I opened the browser on my iPhone, but I couldn't bring myself to type anything. Time was running out, but the idea of leaving Vidar made the pain in my chest unbearable. My mark throbbed, and tears welled up in my eyes. What about my apartment? My work? I had already been irresponsible by staying an extra night in France instead of rushing home. My rent was already overdue, and the landlord wasn't forgiving. I knew that if I talked to Vidar, he would likely convince me to stay another day. I was afraid to disagree with him; I had seen what h

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The next morning, I woke up to the feeling of Vidar squeezing me from behind. I tried to shift my weight to find a more comfortable position, but it was becoming impossible with the strength with which he held me. I wasn't sore, but it was very uncomfortable. "Vidar," I said, trying to wake him up. I rubbed his arms that were around me. "Vidar, wake up." With every passing second, his grip grew tighter and tighter. I knew I had to wake him up, or he would literally squeeze me to death. I leaned over as much as I could and gave a kiss to his arm, then another. Small snorts escaped from Vidar with each kiss I pressed to his skin. His arms loosened a little. I continued to kiss his arms and hands, then started licking and sucking. His snorts transformed into moans. His grip on me loosened to a bearable level, and I let out a sigh of relief. But then he threw one of his legs over me and buried his face in my neck and hair. I could tell he was still asleep. I also felt something hard

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He lay back."Oh, what?""It felt like you were having a nightmare. You were growling and almost squeezed me to death," I said.He sighed."I was dreaming about your stepfather. He was hitting you, and I couldn't arrive until later.""Oh," I said. I loved how protective he was with me. "But I am good now. You saved me."He placed his hand on the bruise on my cheek."I will always save you."It was crazy how connected I felt to the man on top of me. It was as if I had known him my whole life. I couldn't believe that just yesterday he was planning to drop me off.Today, I couldn't imagine my life without him. I would probably have a total collapse if he wasn't with me. Perhaps our bond of companionship was getting stronger the more we got to know each other.I felt Vidar caressing my bare side, causing pleasurable sparks to run through me."What do you think about so much, beautiful?" I smiled."I..." I hesitated. Would it be weird to say something like that so early in our relationship?

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