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“Ooooh, are those wings?”
Harua’s blood froze. The marks on his back pulsed, and he looked up slowly to see Taki staring at him. Every bone in his body itched for him to move out of sight.
“What?”
Taki raised an eyebrow, his nose twitching slightly. “The wings? The ones in your sketches?”
Harua looked down at the page. Right. The sketches.
Harua has long since resigned himself to a life of carefully constructed emotional walls and truths kept (literally) beneath his skin. Moving away from his small town for university, he expected this to be no different.
Enter: two werewolves and their entire pack that seem determined to love every inch of him. And when he discovers that one of their pack members may be able to unearth all his secrets with a single glance… Well. Harua can only keep running for so long.
(A hidden wingfic in which Harua must confront the past that haunts him, the present that pains him, and the future he is desperately afraid of wanting.)