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29⁓ Let's Start From Your Name

Author: LovLeen Rae
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-30 17:11:06

Kael’s Point Of View

“Make me.”

The wild, confused flush rising on her cheeks was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Not fear anymore. Something else. Something she didn’t want to name. And I was dangerously close to wanting it.

I should’ve stopped.

Should’ve given her space, reassured her, been the good man, the reasonable one, the one who deserved a mate.

But I didn’t want to be good.

Not now. Not here. Not with her biting her lip to keep from saying whatever wild thing was about to fall from her tongue. “You don’t even know me,” she whispered, voice shaking with more than just fear now.

I leaned closer, just enough that I could feel the heat of her skin brush the air between us. “I don’t need to know you,” I murmured. “I feel you.” My wolf, Fenrir, rumbled in agreement deep in my bones. ‘Mine. Ours. Claim her. Touch her. Taste her.’

She was trembling, but not from the cold.

Good.

I liked the trembling. I lived for it. “You think I brought you back to this pack because I’m a go
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