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Chapter 117

Author: Anna T
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-14 16:25:23

Callan POV

“That’s ok, Callan. I could see the way they were looking at me before, and their confusion was overwhelming.”

My brow furrowed; the pack’s confusion was overwhelming for Ayla.

“I could sense it.” She answered.

“You really don’t mind if I tell the pack?”

She smiled up at me, making my heart flutter.

“No, I don’t feel afraid anymore. Ever since you gave me this, and I’ve been able to feel you. I feel like I could conquer the world.”

My lips curled up as she placed her fingers against my mark on her neck, and a shudder ran down her spine. Seeing it on her beautiful skin made pride swell inside my chest.

“We will tell them tonight. I will call a pack meeting.”

She nodded her head and leaned against me. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, holding her close to my side. She weaved her fingers through the hand that was resting over her shoulder, and we made the rest of the journey back to her parent's flat in blissful silence; there was no need to fill the quiet with w
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