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❛Yo, you bring home food by chance? Preferably meat?❜ Zane doesn’t think much of him just sitting there. His clothes torn up and body clearly stitched together. He doesn’t remember anything, just darkness. Not that he had been ripped apart by another alpha and that he has been dead for month now. Licking his lips he stared at his twin, trying to process why he had that look on his face. ❛Dylan, why the fuck are you looking at me like that?❜












