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slowtoanger ([personal profile] slowtoanger) wrote in [community profile] amrev_intrigues 2022-04-23 11:00 pm (UTC)

"Obliging alphas," Burr snorts, "as useless as they are numerous, too. I'd rather the child grow up a bastard."

He buttons his shirt, sits on the edge of the bed to pull his pants up, struggling and wincing. God, he supposes he will have to see Mulligan, as embarrassing as that is. Will have to walk the whole of the way into town feeling the evidence of Hamilton's enthusiasm. But maybe he can buy another blanket as well, if there are any. Supplies have been disasterous the whole of the campaign, but the thought of a pile of blankets fills him with a kind of wild joy. Hormones, reducing him to a tottering idiot.

"Very well," he says, avoiding Hamilton's eyes. He doesn't know why the thought of finding an alpha has made him so depressed, but he doesn't want to be in the same room as Hamilton any longer. "I'll go into town, and you do whatever it is you do to gain me such leeway with the old fool."

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