Trigger warning!
The following content may be emotionally distressing and contain depictions of a PTSD episode with accidental physical harm. Reader discretion is advised.
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Hunter
I woke with a startle to the sound of... a buzz saw? Blinking the sleep from my eyes, I sat up, startled to see my mate nestled into my side, fast asleep. She was wearing one of my shirts and, from the looks of it, not much else. What was she doing here? I was a bit taken back that I didn't wake up to her. Tucking a few stray locks of hair behind her ear, I took a moment to admire my mate's beauty, and perhaps chuckle a bit at her loud snoring.
My fingers lingered at her neck, over the place that should bear my mark but didn't, thinking over my conversation with Thorin last night.
How lo
