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"Then his gaze caught on the heap of cloth by the door—the nightgown you’d discarded in your rush to bring him inside. Pale fabric against dark floorboards. It called his name, coaxing him forward, whispering sweet nothings of paradise.
He bent in reverence and gathered it up. The cotton was still faintly warm from your body. He fisted the fabric and brought it to his face, inhaling until the scent of your skin flooded him.
“Oh f-fuck,” he gasped.
A tremor ran through him; his knees hit the boards with a muted thud. He stayed there for a long moment, head bowed, the nightgown crushed in his hands as he inhaled greedily. "
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A sickness grips your village—livestock dying, and whispers of a beast in the woods stir old fears. You search for a reason as the healer, but nothing explains the creeping plague. Then there’s Caleb, the quiet butcher with solemn eyes and secrets carved deep. When blood spills and maulings occur more frequently, the line between man and monster thins... and loving the beast may be the curse you were born to bear.
(Violence, blood, gore NOT related to smut. Smut starts chapter 7, marked with *. Adding tags as I go.)