Sea Lion Shores principles of evil made flesh

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Morning was a painful encounter to a girl who had only just been reminded of her broken heart. She'd slept little to begin with, being restless in every position. Her alpha had called for her at dawn-- she was so awake that she had no protests against getting up and going to him. She moved graceful as always, but her head was lower than usual. He invited her to the shore, and she obliged easily. The walked in silence until Lasher finally spoke. Aria was waiting for it, she knew what he had called her for.

"It was not Casmir," was all she said at first, leaning into him and accepting each of his tender kisses. "I thought he had come back-- I don't believe I made a good impression on Constantine, however," she added the last part in a desperate attempt to lighten the mood. She felt pitiful, and was devastated further to feel like she was overreacting in front of Lasher-- Lasher, who had given her so much. She pressed her nose into his neck, breathing in his scent. "I rely too heavily on emotion,"