Dirty Laundry. Chapter Eight.

alan placed a hand on logan's. he didn't need to be comforted, as alan did. it was still appreciated. the thought behind it. alan was a good person, logan knew. and that was why he reminded him so much of his brother...

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Making the Most of Everything

alan hadn't changed a bit! alan had been laughing too, but he abruptly stopped. “wait… are you…" i reduced my crying to short chuckles and looked up. “hm?" “are you a girl?!" “mhm!" “i… wh-“ alan shook his head.

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Dirty Laundry. Chapter Six.

If anything, he should be worried about alan able to control this guy as he could. “we need to finish things up here, alan.” logan cut in before alan and reese could get lost in their own little world together.

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-Three.

alan had no one to go too back then outside pb. and now it was pb who had no one else to go outside alan.

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Four.

Pb couldn't protect himself, let alone alan. and alan wasn't here to protect him... "alan." pb could only whimper as the male wolf grabbed hold of him. pb could hear his nose sniffing.

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Dirty Laundry. Chapter Five.

alan asked as the elevator doors open. the human was standing there with a file in his hand, planning to turn it in. “a-alan?” logan choked back. and before logan could say anything, alan was hugging him.

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STASIS

alan approached the console and put his knowledge of hacking to work. "alan, what are you doing?" somehow, alan knew that phobos was afraid; even if machines weren't programmed for fear.

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Dirty laundry. Epilogue and Finale.

alan has a question to ask.” logan said, stepping aside and giving alan the spotlight. which alan absolutely hated, freezing up on the spot. and something logan knew very much so. he couldn’t help teasing the human, even now. “i have to ask?”

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Sixteen.

He’d been staring at alan and pb was beginning to feel increasingly awkward watching whatever was happening. “that sound wonderful, alan. thank you for helping my pups.” “of course. i’m glad to help.” alan nodded.

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Thirty-Five.

On heavy steps, reese walked towards alan who backed away from his approach. “salt. pepper. go. go!” alan ordered the two brothers could only watch as alan led their drugged-up alpha away from them.

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Ten.

Reese wasn't annoyed about alan. he never was. him crying? him talking to someone else? that was his right. reese owned everything and everyone here. if alan wanted to do that he could. alan could do whatever he wanted to.

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Space Sheep

alan couldn't tell his age, it could have been forty to eighty. alan also noted that the gas station owner glanced at his out of state plate. tom examined the 30 year old car.

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