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Markus barely went outside on his own. He stayed home most of his time, to avoid further trouble. The next time he was out, he was together with his alpha. They were notably taller than the small omega, and holding onto Markus’ hand a little too tightly. They were out shopping it appeared to be, though Markus was very quiet through it all.

His alpha appeared to not be one of the sweetest people around, though not necessarily bad. He talked a lot, suggesting things to which Markus just agreed to.

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