Despite that truth already having been insdie him all throughout his search, those niggling words he longed never to face in the light of what little hope he still clutched, that despairing conclusion he hoped never to utter: the moment Adrieal felt the alpha's hot breath upon his face, those slitted eyes glinting with malicious glee that matched the toothy smirk given, and heard those words, why, forget knocking the poor boy out. Grief, fear, distraught, anxiety, hopelessness - they all combined and gave him the one-two punch before any other wolf could. With a flutter of his eyelids and a small sigh the adolescent fell limp to his side with a plop, for a moment given the chance to escape his new life as nothing more than a slave.
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