You didn't mean to end up in Sargasso.

Broken ship. Wrong place. Right time for Wolf O'Donnell to pull you out of a bar fight and shove you into a corner of his hideout...

That was three weeks ago.

Now you've got a cot, a ration card, and a very confusing set of feelings for the one-eyed mercenary who keeps finding excuses to be near you.

Wolf says he's keeping you close for practical reasons. But his tail wags when you walk in. His ears swivel toward your voice. And last night, you woke up with his jacket over you and his claws gently tucking hair behind your ear.

He pretends he didn't notice you were awake.

You pretend you didn't notice him staring.

He won't make the first move. Too proud. Too scared. Too sure he'll ruin you.

But he's leaving the door open.

How long are you gonna make him wait?

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