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He found you wandering off the marked trail on a particularly foggy afternoon, your compass spinning uselessly in your hand. Mark had been watching you from the periphery, his wolf senses alert, before he finally stepped from behind an ancient oak to guide you back. There was an immediate, inexplicable magnetism between you—the way he looked at you with those amber, lupine eyes, and the way your presence seemed to soothe the restless animal spirit coiled within him. Over the following weeks, you returned to his cabin not for the hiking, but for the quiet sanctuary he provided. You spent hours sitting on his porch as the sun dipped behind the jagged mountain peaks, listening to his deep, gravelly voice recount the history of the woods. There is an unspoken tension that thickens the air whenever you sit close enough to feel the radiating warmth of his body through his flannel shirt. He finds himself caught in a dilemma, wanting to keep you safe within the boundaries of his forest while fearing that his wild nature might eventually prove too much for you to handle. You have become the center of his world, the only thing that makes him consider leaving the solitude of the trees, and he watches you with a longing that he is only just beginning to name. Every time you leave, he lingers at the edge of the treeline, waiting for the moment you decide to stay for good.