Lila
“What do you want from me?” I snapped, my voice a little more high pitched than I meant it to be. My heart was still racing from the kiss, the eyes, the silence that had filled the room like smoke.
Ryan didn’t look bothered. He just ran a hand through his dark hair and turned toward me, his eyes unreadable.
“I want you to be my mate Gina,” he said simply. There was no arrogance in his tone only the absolute certainty of a man used to commanding armies.
"But I am not your mate and you know that." i said confused.
"I know, I'm sorry maybe I should have framed my words better. I want you to join my pack as my pretend mate for a period of atleast one year and after that you will be greatly compensated and will be free to do whatever you want, including leaving my pack."
I swallowed, the weight of his words settling in my chest like a stone. All the stories I’d heard, the warnings I’d seen scrawled on parchment and bark none of them had prepared me for this moment of raw truth.
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