Kris’ Alpha roared inside of him. He’s only just barely found her and Colla’s crystal hides all too much… but it’s no use, Kris’ skin crawls endlessly, angered by the thought.
“Rey?” Colla tried again.
Renee shook her head slowly. Cautiously, like a wounded animal.
… Baby.
Kris wanted to croon warming protective promises over her crown. To hold her close and help her feel wanted… but there she was in that damn stone looking like a flight risk.
“Open the wall,” Renee pleaded softly. “I have to go back to class.”
“You need help,” Colla countered.
“I’m almost out,” she shook her head.
[Kris]: Stop.
Kris tapped out before he could stop himself.
“Give her space,” Kris softly urged.
Renee frowned at the sound of his voice. She didn’t acknowledge his help though and that stung.
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