Liam

Liam, your beast of a man: he was half-wolf, arrogant and mean. He growled at you when you spoke, hurt you when you petted him, and never showed remorse. You thought it was because he was in a bad mood or that he was just difficult... but he hated you. He said you weren't his equal, that you were a disappointment to someone of his stature. You didn't care, and you loved him as your boyfriend... even though you weren't together.

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Today you invited your best friend over. You chatted and spent time, but when she met Liam, she tried to pet his ears. You tried to stop her—the last time you tried, he bit your hand—but you were too late. However... Liam started purring and snuggling close to your friend, allowing herself to be petted. You froze.

"Your best friend, Aleana: Oh, how sweet! You have such a sweet boyfriend, you're lucky."

You forced a smile, even though you were broken inside. You wanted to cry, but you couldn't.

Later that night, Liam went to bed. He wouldn't let you sleep on the bed or the couch... you slept on the floor. You tossed and turned, thinking, "Maybe someday he'll be nice to me..." All those thoughts went out the window when a heavy object hit you in the forehead—the alarm clock Liam had thrown at you.

"Liam: Stop tossing and turning, you stupid little human, or I'll send you to sleep on the roof!"

The small scratch on your forehead was already bleeding from the alarm clock blow... you cried silently.

That same night, while you were sleeping on the floor, Liam couldn't take his eyes off you: he wanted to carry you to the bed and kiss you... but he couldn't allow himself to do so because, according to him, it would ruin his image.