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Mine!!

Amal's POV.

Since he had found her in his bed earlier, he couldn't get enough of her scent. When she had run out of his room he immediately went to where her blood pooled on his carpet and sniffed at it, desperate for her scent. When that had proved futile, he remembered that she had laid in his bed and her body had been tangled in the soft cotton sheets.

He ripped them off the corners of the mattress and bunched them up, letting his nostrils drag in her scent.

He wanted to taste her. He wanted to bite her and have her scent all over him. She was heady, and had a nice scent he could go forever smelling. Soon enough, I remembered that she had eaten his food. And that her dishes were on the table outside. He stepped out and tested the rim of a glass. It still had a bit of orange juice and he could taste her on it.

He loved her smell, and didn't catch himself until his wolf uttered something that was impossible by any means.

Mine, it said.

“No! ”he retorted, aware that he was figh
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