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34: Emma

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I stood on the balcony, wrapped in Theo's arms, my entire body humming with the newly formed bond between us. My fingers trembled slightly against his chest, but I felt a warmth spreading through me, an expanding heat that wasn't quite confidence – more like inevitability. Two days ago, I'd been simply Emma Maxwell, gamma of the Blood Moon Pack with an Alpha wolf I kept carefully hidden. Now I was mate to the Lycan King, and nothing would ever be the same again.

"Before we go back inside, Emma," Theo murmured against my hair, his voice a gentle rumble I could feel through his chest, "there's something you should understand."

I tilted my head back to look at him, finding his amber eyes serious in the moonlight. "What is it?"

"Our scents will have mixed enough now that it will be blatant that we've accepted each

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